Lyrics:
"You want power, but you're not big enough
So you steal it piece by piece.
Take it in spoils, and step by step you'll weaken and the power is gone"
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
what? say what?) one more time
I'm the Q-U-E-E-N, L-A T-IF-A-H, yeah
(well, the name is Latifah)
(say what? say what?)
(well, the name is Latifah) one
M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
Gave it to me for free free free
Put it in my PC, track 16
When it got
the name
Lower case "x" between capital "E" and a "P"
It isn't that hard, man - still they say "E X P"
Guess it makes no odds, what's in a name? I'm too
make volcanos scream out my name
Niggaz kill me, try'nna escape my wrath
Through death, don't you know, I'm crazy muthafucka, I hold my breath..
then
Makin an album
Ain't this insane
I go by Love Life
Remember that name
Cause I be blowing up, I be causin hella tantrums
I got your girl
indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
don't need one
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Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
trapped by drum tracks mac loud as gun claps
Pin a crab nigga to death of a thousand thumbtacks
The Wu Sensai fold, it bees the Wind Ninja scroll
Soul edged
KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out my lane
(Verse 1)
Ok, I'll admit, lately Iv'e
to play my flame
I'm independent, right now
And for all those who forgot my name
Don't worry, I'll spell it again for you guys
It goes K to the E
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
make volcanos scream out my name
Niggaz kill me, try'nna escape my wrath
Through death, don't you know, I'm crazy muthafucka, I hold my breath..
know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno,
and the moon
Dey take am turn by turn
As long as my will dey turn my fire go burn
I go call your name no matter where you from
Or who you roll with
Or who you
Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won
Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,
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