Chuks Felix - battle of king
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•18 Jan 2021
Don't you ever come around and try to take me out my spot Or in a box is where ya body gonna rest at You wanna bet that, then im a do you like a crab Pull ya limbs with my knee in ya back till ya fucking chest crack Hella insane when we do gang bang But I'm down to rumble shit if somebody wanna smoke Let it blow till the barrel swinging outta control Showing you what we into Sinizter is not a joke I can do rhyme with the best dont let me unleash my goal Palm on ya neck squeeze till ya face turn blue and eyes start to sweat I am live in the flesh you can die from trick tec Like butter how it slide through ya vest you're a true mess Kinda new but I kick it on pedigree like prudent Running to the studio to lace another track so I can flip check Anybody sleeping on me better call my true vet Every track i create with time i hit viewers through net PME, im a boss with a vision Like I was enlisted walking through the desert on a mission Am I dead or livin’, if I'm livin’ I’m a keep on kicking till my goal met double fading Tell me how u gonna keep ya head up with a broken Motherfucker listen I got the light to ignite the propane You'll die from slow pain I’ll slice a throat vein, you dying foe fame But fail to see, that you gon’ take L’s and bleed you are still tame but it won't change I'm ready to ride, you ready to die, ready fly to the sky and see if heaven is live Underground chopper with a chopper throwing lead in ya side Spitting all these sublime lines deep in my head I'm Divine Who wanna scrap, who wanna rap I’ve been with the smoke through the vibe All of ya styles be the same someone invented a clone chain We are defending the throne walking into ya home bane Seeing how much pressure till you break while I'm bending ya protane I will die for this I grind for this I'll rhyme in this till my tonsils split so i stop ya shit You gonna need binoculars when I ascend And if I fall, I rise again I'll beat the odds I got to win I go hard in your pant, all on ya face, keep a metal arm on your waist Won't hesitate to left it off and clear the back of a skull There ain't no laughing it off, underground choppers clear a drum then we gone Then we wake up a dragon in my lead that i dont Fuck what you fathom, divide in a pieces no time for the tantrum chi What fuck run inn, not the prom but the parties building up committee In running frivolously all you need is two top tin Wishing all these while im doing shit i run dynasty They dissipating over and over now im training gila soldier, who can shoot the supernova coming once a while ebola But you fear me im a roller, bust you in the midst of coaster, trigga tongue is filibuster chopping ass in every offer But you think im killer been, while i call on GOD He replenish my energy, to murder you to RIP This time i show no mercy, its all about the AGT But before i say therapy music is my remedy Let me finish what i started cox i knew devastated them all Open up the book of wreck and it says i was meant for this game To cut it short lets go till we drained by the master Obd monster godfather of the underground that people seem And regarded him as game himself, tho he accept to create a pile of full heartfelt This game true...
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Don't you ever come around and try to take me out my spot Or in a box is where ya body gonna rest at You wanna bet that, then im a do you like a crab Pull ya limbs with my knee in ya back till ya fucking chest crack Hella insane when we do gang bang But I'm down to rumble shit if somebody wanna smoke Let it blow till the barrel swinging outta control Showing you what we into Sinizter is not a joke I can do rhyme with the best dont let me unleash my goal Palm on ya neck squeeze till ya face turn blue and eyes start to sweat I am live in the flesh you can die from trick tec Like butter how it slide through ya vest you're a true mess Kinda new but I kick it on pedigree like prudent Running to the studio to lace another track so I can flip check Anybody sleeping on me better call my true vet Every track i create with time i hit viewers through net PME, im a boss with a vision Like I was enlisted walking through the desert on a mission Am I dead or livin’, if I'm livin’ I’m a keep on kicking till my goal met double fading Tell me how u gonna keep ya head up with a broken Motherfucker listen I got the light to ignite the propane You'll die from slow pain I’ll slice a throat vein, you dying foe fame But fail to see, that you gon’ take L’s and bleed you are still tame but it won't change I'm ready to ride, you ready to die, ready fly to the sky and see if heaven is live Underground chopper with a chopper throwing lead in ya side Spitting all these sublime lines deep in my head I'm Divine Who wanna scrap, who wanna rap I’ve been with the smoke through the vibe All of ya styles be the same someone invented a clone chain We are defending the throne walking into ya home bane Seeing how much pressure till you break while I'm bending ya protane I will die for this I grind for this I'll rhyme in this till my tonsils split so i stop ya shit You gonna need binoculars when I ascend And if I fall, I rise again I'll beat the odds I got to win I go hard in your pant, all on ya face, keep a metal arm on your waist Won't hesitate to left it off and clear the back of a skull There ain't no laughing it off, underground choppers clear a drum then we gone Then we wake up a dragon in my lead that i dont Fuck what you fathom, divide in a pieces no time for the tantrum chi What fuck run inn, not the prom but the parties building up committee In running frivolously all you need is two top tin Wishing all these while im doing shit i run dynasty They dissipating over and over now im training gila soldier, who can shoot the supernova coming once a while ebola But you fear me im a roller, bust you in the midst of coaster, trigga tongue is filibuster chopping ass in every offer But you think im killer been, while i call on GOD He replenish my energy, to murder you to RIP This time i show no mercy, its all about the AGT But before i say therapy music is my remedy Let me finish what i started cox i knew devastated them all Open up the book of wreck and it says i was meant for this game To cut it short lets go till we drained by the master Obd monster godfather of the underground that people seem And regarded him as game himself, tho he accept to create a pile of full heartfelt This game true...
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