King of the Curb
Verse 1] I’m the king of the curb, the sultan of the street I keep the pigeons in a line and the lawns looking neat I’m "In-Control" but "Crazy"—it’s a delicate mix Like a high-speed chase in a zone that’s thirty-six See that rusty old dumpster? That’s a gallery piece I’ll spray-paint your Prius and call it a release I’m whipping up wonders out of gum and some wire My talent’s the spark and the street is the fire! [Verse 2] I make the block interesting, I keep 'em on their toes I’ll put a tuxedo on a fire hydrant—nobody knows! I turned the local park into a strobe-light rave I’m the only guy rulin' while I’m failin' to behave Yeah, the neighbors are callin' and the sirens are loud I’m "publicly disturbing" and I’m doing it proud But don’t call the station, just check the receipt I’m the only one gettin' paid to wreck the whole street! [Verse 3] See, I’m always in trouble, yeah, I’m deep in the red Until I sell the police tape to a collector instead I turn a "cease and desist" into a high-end brand And sell the city back the dirt right out of my hand My fines are just investments, I’m a hustle machine I make my money double while I’m fleeing the scene I’m a chaotic legend, yeah, I’m rulin' the rubble I’m the only king who profits off of doubling his trouble! [Chorus] Control is a flex, and the madness is mine Turning neighborhood trash into something divine They see a scrap heap, I see a gold mine release Every piece of the gutter is a fresh masterpiece! [Verse 4] But yo, there’s a glitch, there’s a hole in the plan Something ‘bout my brain I don't quite understand Why do I talk to my shoes? Why am I wearing a cape? Why did I try to sell the moon as a giant landscape? I’m a riddle in a hoodie, I’m the soul of the zone Searching for the answer on a cardboard throne I’m a mastermind, baby, but I’m missing a screw I’m the king of the neighborhood—who the heck are you?
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Verse 1] I’m the king of the curb, the sultan of the street I keep the pigeons in a line and the lawns looking neat I’m "In-Control" but "Crazy"—it’s a delicate mix Like a high-speed chase in a zone that’s thirty-six See that rusty old dumpster? That’s a gallery piece I’ll spray-paint your Prius and call it a release I’m whipping up wonders out of gum and some wire My talent’s the spark and the street is the fire! [Verse 2] I make the block interesting, I keep 'em on their toes I’ll put a tuxedo on a fire hydrant—nobody knows! I turned the local park into a strobe-light rave I’m the only guy rulin' while I’m failin' to behave Yeah, the neighbors are callin' and the sirens are loud I’m "publicly disturbing" and I’m doing it proud But don’t call the station, just check the receipt I’m the only one gettin' paid to wreck the whole street! [Verse 3] See, I’m always in trouble, yeah, I’m deep in the red Until I sell the police tape to a collector instead I turn a "cease and desist" into a high-end brand And sell the city back the dirt right out of my hand My fines are just investments, I’m a hustle machine I make my money double while I’m fleeing the scene I’m a chaotic legend, yeah, I’m rulin' the rubble I’m the only king who profits off of doubling his trouble! [Chorus] Control is a flex, and the madness is mine Turning neighborhood trash into something divine They see a scrap heap, I see a gold mine release Every piece of the gutter is a fresh masterpiece! [Verse 4] But yo, there’s a glitch, there’s a hole in the plan Something ‘bout my brain I don't quite understand Why do I talk to my shoes? Why am I wearing a cape? Why did I try to sell the moon as a giant landscape? I’m a riddle in a hoodie, I’m the soul of the zone Searching for the answer on a cardboard throne I’m a mastermind, baby, but I’m missing a screw I’m the king of the neighborhood—who the heck are you?
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