Luyện nghe bài hát Krazy Kings Too

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It's the classic styles of the urban masters
The krazy be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x)

I was once in the land where things would go right
There lived a king who a swan song of afternoons and home life
Well he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and
God bless little tns who got in him inhaling a few migraines
He on the shells and denims
Beyond his wildest fantasies really thought he'd be drilling 'em
But ah, bs119 and black tvs and a long purple robe
up should portray his weapon
Forever flood the maddened and keep the revelations guessing
Whether through mind over mediation
Self actualization or even zoning out through deep
Yo, I came grown men too scared to dream
I past them as a child with a staff on the south side of queens
Where the ones eye the title percent idol
Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't
To keep pace with a crew rallied back then, I'm treacherous
And willpower exploded stars out the path of
A true who's, like, technically inclined to
wannabe scientifical gold diggers and forty-niners
Empower you or strangle ass like with the grapevine
I'm never out for the whereas I was told to bring fame to my name
And motivated on the down low
Like a jersey packed train, apart from this
My crew, circle with arsonists quick to set it
Like the rain forest gon' get chopped regardless to who you are
If you ain't really the invisible
The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a
like, as I approach the two three hearts death's in the blow
Still one sixteenth of a gram is critical it enters, so

It's the classic styles of the urban masters
The krazy kings be caps and sparking tags quick
(x4, alternating jus, el-p)

Shit, I asphyxiated
I wear the city air like wet
Alone, the populace dwells so closely together
Alarmingly on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one
Trying to outrun white noise from my tv keeps me
Mr. disgusted, fortified, ill as
God's son, not a but a fresh working member of a collective
Who through the blazing light as my corpse is dissected
Cell pack, give 'em a little something on the set
a slug at brandon lee just to be offensive like tech
Told the redbone you comprehend, sex alone can't fulfill me
Just cause I'm pinoy don't mean the not trying to kill me
The krazy king to whom even himself remains
From conditioning to remnants of sarcasm and promises
To myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth
Who plot a point on the graph for every crab he harrasses
Citizens nihilistic heart of dark euthanasia
thousand pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement
Caught a cat scan to color my delusion and frame it
my old pseudonym with a quote from cold fusion explain shit
Before the three wheels hit the
get a new life market, with bells on
But can only seem to fall all over harlots and
And those who really love me
Who in truth embody the of true starlets
My man had a humor expressing and gentle
We played all night
Smoking kool till the sun entered the temple
From a bad merger of substance of hell his swelled
It filled liquid in october, trouble and on a bus to ac
When I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I him
And affirmed to teach myself to float my way more
And the between something low and the love to keep them separate
And blitz won because his armful needs a medic
You expedite functions of truth and stick to it
a concrete and bad noise to burn fluid
Rubble becomes from the beauty of confusion
heal your pain with art, learn to use it

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It's the classic underground styles of the masters
The krazy be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (10x)