Malt Liquor

Malt liquor when the dawn breaks I used to drink milk and eat hotcakes But thats a metaphor for the game and this is a hot take I'm too sharpe yall just get skipped like Bayless Why you playin this I'm heinous Ahead of the game yall adjacent to the anus I get my kicks out the pain And yall just kickin shit like payless Real ones dont talk so I say less Kim's Kitty, you got them loose lips I'm cursed like reverse words so doom is what the mood is Mouth gon' flip these words til I push tulips and daisies Them two rhyme lines do not amaze me Shots never phased me or grazed me I got game from Jay-z Raised by hova Brush it off my shoulder Best believe KVP is boutta takeover Colt 45s at the sunrise, at the sunrise Colt 45s at the sunrise, at the sunrise Smell the mickey's on my breath And if she pretty I'ma leave some hickeys on her neck Fresh to death still dirty like a bastard Hit em with a shimmy ya scimitar slasher With a stroke of luck hope the cash come faster Splittin tracks like a dutch master The harder they try the harder they fail Then you wonder why these mofuckas ringin to same bell Writin bars in the same cell Garbage kids in the same pail And I'm the pale horse that bring hell 2 doors like a porsche Flow got torque like a mustang Voice gettin hoarse, coarse This the main meal, pain pill Betta swallow this I brought damage like hollow tips Fuck colleges this is what true knowledge is KVP be the freud psychologist Workin round pussies like a fuckin gynecologist