Planet Asia - Holdin the Crown lyrics

[Planet Asia] C'mon... Yeah-yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 9-3-7-0-6. 9-3-7-0-6 you don't... I'm just unwinding, brainstorming wit word connection We do this in the summertime, lovely in your section Bleedy eye blitzin the zone, reppin FC Westside, Fresno Cali got me bubblin like Pepsi Wit hot sh** ya'll, Planet Asia done did it Once again for the fans and fools, and rap critics I'm all round, seasonal, ya'll n***as is part time Artists is fake thug n***as, rappin regional I came to slapbox wit you, my gladiator thoughts bring up issue Got you leavin, feelin like I dissed you But if the shoe fits you, there ain't sh** you can do But praise the Asian Amazing in effect, I stays in Hear to let you know we bout to blow over the decibel wit Straight up soul food like rice, beans, and vegetables I let the ink flow from start to finish And this was thoroughly thought out before the rhyme got printed, like [Chorus] 2x One for the As, two for the spades This is how another session gets blazed It's Planet As, still holdin the crown, controllin the ground For all my n***as holding it down [Planet Asia] It's Planet Asia, back again on vacation Secret best kept is how I rep the foundation Some MC's only make music for modulation But then I came wit heated beats from out the soundstation Darkman recorded by the 4-27 Eclipse Straight up slumpin, yo this sh**, we be the sh** (Unrelieved!) On some unknown, independent It's called the priveledge, printed by the indigenous Non-religion is a visionist, something to feel But can't touch this year, we added on like plus Slang exhaust dust, splurgin no matter how much it cost us We bomb like stealth off of knowledge of stealth Type selfish and I rhyme like I don't need help Cuz all I need is my health, a little weed and some wealth As I proceed to hit your dome up wit the keys to the Yard Y'all n***as don't want me to start, start breathin all hard Like it's me again, back in effect in 3-D again To crews, I break the late night news on CNN Where you can find your child missin, listenin To the artist whose ambition is write like he got a life sentencing Interesting and convincing, get ran through All around the globe, from Japan, Africa to Vancouver Now get wit me, I spit journals in staccato sickly And informal, photograph take it quickly And correct man, when it's in your face respect game I used to front it frequently, but now I'm on jets and planes Rental cars, cabs, checks and trains So may chapters in my cabbage, I be stashin rhymes in baggage claim Rhymes in the Range, I'm no square mileage for the scholars I polish j**els and never put the wisdom 'fore knowledge Before the dollars,I been puttin it down Una**isted like ? wit my foot to the ground Chorus 2x (Holding the crown)