Block 4 - KIM, King Los

Post up and then pour something, I’m thirsty…

Lay low with the peso 'cause they turfing

Carlo came with the sticky icky green

Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine

Mixed face, should I lift off on the white girl of the jelly bean?

Momma said, keep a sober eye man they homicidal

So I’m in between a rock a harder place, I swear I’m suicidal

Trying to change but I won’t stop

Instinctively my instincts they be like test us so get the fuck off of my block

Opa Locka, street connected

Orange county, golden rod I move around town with a G’s perspective

Roll through your hood slumped in a bubble Lexus

Bumpin' this shit

Boy finessed it

Feeling like a nigga rated level 99 in the 2000's

2Pac and from the east side they gonna eat five in the coupe phantom

That’s real

Yeah

What you all on my block for?

x4

Busting back like a 40cal

'Cause this Glock four a dead end

Yeah!

Ugh!

Post up and then pour something I’m thirsty

Lay low with the peso 'cause they turfing

Carlo came with the sticky icky green

Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine

I told that bitch like

I go for head, that’s cyclops

Chevy sittin' on 24's

That’s shot clocks

I got the top hot in the high top

I’m talkin' high tied at the yacht dock

Get ya mouth wired and ya eye socked

If you pop a fly like the White Sox

I’m like Popeye cause I like guap

Or green or spinach or

Whatever ya call it my nigga

I’m winnin', spittin' and politickin'

Gettin' it regardless

In regards to my enemies

And sending cigars to my niggas and getting your dog

Dog I wouldn’t chance it, I’m advancing

Cheers to the bars

Even got Ted dancin', dancin', dancin'

With the Stars and romancing

Write a rap about killin' you niggas with so much passion

The shit fuck around and sound romantic

God dammit I’m a killer

The leather in the Bentley like thriller

Got zippers on it

And the motherfucker got slippers on it

And you motherfuckers got zippin' but

It is not a nigga trippin' on it

Got bitches on the dick into 'em with the form

Plus I shoot like Curry with the form

Got bitches swarming around

Perform in your town

And tornadoes form in the ground

I’m warning them now

I’m more than them

The boy with the crown Its King Los nigga

Notice where you at

Know this ain’t your home

Know that everything I did

I did it for the block

The people man they ain’t alone

Peace signs to the peace time

Because that came and went

I’m pickin' up a bone

Meaning that I need a bone to pick

Meaning that I think I’m on some shit

I think I lost my shit

I’m thinkin' I would never let another nigga come and try to take my life

Softness in your numbers, straight bitch in your eyes

I ain’t scared of nothin', ain’t no reason why you sneak dissin'

Ain’t no beggin' for you, please listen

Maybe I’m committing treason boy that’s what the streets missing said it (Ugh!)

I had me a dream thinking I was speaking to the best of my team

It’s time to go get it the Getty Address and the ghetto evanescence,

the mess come on it’s a pest of a message

A pacifist naw

So where are my dogs, where my boss bitches and where are my hogs

We’ll do what we want to

I’ll stand on my own two

Don’t you need a leader that will do whatever the cost

What the fuck does it cost?

(Ahhh!) Break yourself

This revolution, this is Martin Luther

Mixed with taste of Malcolm, count of Kunta

Change my name I feel like Malcolm Luther King Professor Jr

Say that this senatorial

On how you speak when you stand the steps of block four

What it feel like the Lincoln Memorial

How we came back to the future my throne is Delorean

Ya’ll should’ve know this shit

I speak in delerian (?)

Man nobody gettin' near the kid

Don’t bring me that drama

And stress like tomorrow

(?)ricky lake in my aquarian, fish in my scene (?)

Its official to me that my vision is free

So I live and I breathe with indefinite breeze

Better watch when I blaze (??)

I’m thinkin' I would never let another nigga come and try to take my life

Softness in your numbers, straight bitch in your eyes

This feeling that I get is satisfaction

I swear I couldn’t name a price

I leave you all onto your own devices

But I’m hopin' that you think it twice

Notice where you at

Know this ain’t your home

Know that everything I did

I did it for the block

The people man they ain’t alone

Peace signs to the peace time

Because that came and went

I’m pickin' up a bone

Meaning that I need a bone to pick

Meaning that I think I’m on some shit

I think I lost my shit

I’m thinkin' I would never let another nigga come and try to take my life

B-B-Better forever, forever better