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Verse 1) Yo, krillz on the low, but where is he? I don’t know, Movin' in the shadows, like a ghost, he’s on the low. Whispers in the streets, yeah, they talkin' 'bout his flow, But he vanished in the night, like a thief, a real pro. Got the hustle in his veins, always schemin' for the dough, Late night grindin', while the city’s movin' slow. He’s a phantom in the game, but he’s got that inner glow, If you blink, you might miss him, like a flash, then he’s gone, bro. (Verse 2) Eyes on the prize, but he’s slick like a shadow, Creepin' through the alleys, dodgin' all the bravado. Got the map to the riches, but he plays it real low, In the land of the lost, he’s the king, but they don’t know. Got the heart of a lion, but he’s stealth like a crow, When he strikes, it’s precise, like a dart, watch it flow. Chasin' dreams in the dark, yeah, he’s movin' like a pro, Yo, krillz on the low, but where is he? I don’t know. Use in Studio