Crown Me King
Five Steez
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Yeah yeah Five Steez (War for Peace)... The Five Star MC Big up to the legends I'm in the building (Kingston) I want my respect (Yardcore) Yow Let me perform at the Apollo for the fame Back on my grind, not a dollar to my name Felt like I was done with this but yo, I'm running shit Without a producer, a label or a publicist Team management got caught trafficking Packages of cannabis, time to handle this The hardships of an independent artiste My appetite too big for the local market I start this revolution for better music Hip Hop from Jamaica as if you never knew it All-out warfare for some recognition Dropping clever writtens over heavy rhythms On the radio, I don't hear my record spinning Just garbage music, that's why I never listen Yeah, I see the system but I don't go through Cause I don't feel you and I don't know you I don't need the watch, just gimme my props And I'll represent till my city on top I'm used to hate, appreciate the love Still watch for snakes that wanna take my blood Around the town, saying they down with him When things slow up, they not around again Against all odds but I'm bound to win Was once a slave, now you crown me king You know my steelo, Five Steezo Rewind my lines, it's like Tivo slash Vevo Classic, like Ree-bo to the K Five mics, most rappers zero anyway Yow, the highest caliber, I rap algebra Snap into character, black out like Africa Rock crowds, Metallica, knock out a challenger Mic handler, moving people like traffickers I don't see why niggaz think they rap real nice I can't relate, I don't know what wack feels like They told me bout it, the track seemed tight Heard it for myself, they flat screen light I drop words like film, burn herbs in a kiln With the gods, I build, keep the earth on tilt Represent the essence till I'm in the dirt Less than 10 percent heed my lessons and my work I don't need the watch, just gimme my props And I'll represent till my city on top I'm used to hate, appreciate the love Still watch for snakes that wanna take my blood Around the town, saying they down with him When things slow up, they not around again Against all odds but I'm bound to win Was once a slave, now you crown me king When my back's to the wall, I don't quiver I trust no bitch, depend on no nigga I been there when they turn to ghost figures So I learned to make my dolo mo bigger I been up and down, still underground People wonder how this Jamaican dude Making moves, across the seas, they download MP3's Awaiting the arrival of the MC Steez I don't need the watch, just gimme my props And I'll represent till my city on top I'm used to hate, appreciate the love Still watch for snakes that wanna take my blood Around the town, saying they down with him When things slow up, they not around again Against all odds but I'm bound to win Was once a slave, now you crown me king Now you crown me king Yeah Five Steez Main Source... Damien... Wallabee Kingston, Jamaica... Yardcore Hip Hop Live and direct Representing the true school... the essence War for Peace... yeah
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