[Part 1]
[Verse 1: FNA]
287 on the highway
I'm buring gas like a motherfucking car chase
I'm going too fast cause
Slowing down isn't my style
We're going down deep in my thoughts
Do a backflip and i'm back up
Leaving you down
Now what do you see?
The mind of a boy that just wants to be rich
But why he's doing it you might ask
Not for the fame but only for the fam
I want my family to settle down
Don't need to worry about no one
Then i can think about my friends
But only the real ones (hey)
That believed in me, that at the end of the day
Believed i could be someone
This rap shit is saving me
Killing time, writing bars about what i could be
I ain't scared of no motherfuckin' bitch
Pеople tryna knock me down
But they need to hit mе first
Take out the motherfucking Famas and put the mothafucka on burst
Then i gun down the mothafucka of course
Don't let me use the force, like star wars
I want the space coupe or maybe the porsche
I can't choose cause i'm still plannin' the future
What i should do when this shit blow up
I'm cutting these rhymes like a butcher
I hang out with my shooters, cause they want me dead (hey)
Motherfucker i'm the ruler
I ain't talking 'bout fuckin' numbers
Or maybe i am cuz i'm numero uno
I got this in my blood since day one, you know
But you won't admit it
Cause you are hated even in your own city
I take your fucking rhyme book and then i rip it
That shit ain't worth the half of what i wrote on this motherfuckin' paper
Hey, LKing
[Verse 2: LKing]
Sick of motherfuckers holdin' me down
Gonna gonna drag em with me man i'm makin' em drown
Gotta pick a particular weapon so they will know it was me
Who murdered this fuckin' beat - i catch you slippin my g
Pickin' a tech nine (kill)
Don't ever test my skill
Cause i'm sick you're ill
At most you can pay my bills
You better believe that i'm comin' to murder
Because i can get all of you off the border
You better go back up some mumbler vocals
Because i'mma beat you man you better watch out
[Interlude: LKing]
Wait, wait, wait, lemme do this again
[Verse 3: LKing]
Sick and tired of this prison
They wanna give me the reasons
But never fucking believe 'em
They won't give you back your freedom
But i don't trust the algorithm
You cannot force your religion
Into my head cause im free from
Your trap, so go and tell to your people
I'm old and dead to the industry
Fuck you all and your impotence
I'mma rip you into pieces man
I'll keep rappin' my lyrics damn
Sick of believin' in somethin' that you cannot prove
And maybe you better think twice everytime that you move
Cause i can move faster than every bastard and i'mma be there soon
Prepare to, cause you gon lose, i'mma tattoo
My dick on your face
I don't even think that i have enough space
I putted all my trust into this and i got betrayed
Huh, fuck rap ain't a race
But if it was you'd be fillin' a grave
Bitch
Pick a millimiter when i caught 'em in the back
And i kill a mothafucka when he put me to the test
And i gotta spit the venom so i can prove that i'm the best
At, what i do, then
Put 'em all to sleep
Man i ain't talkin' shit
But i have to kill this shit
And slow it down just a bit
And what you think? that you got me?
You better check, you got nothin'
You can't just follow my writin'
Cause it's too fast you best dyin'
So, if you think that you hard
You can just look at the scars
That life has left on my heart
When it just teared it apart
[Part 2]
[Verse 4: FNA, LKing]
Seize my motherfucking dreams
And i'm back in this bitch, beat switch
And i'm ready, my brother spit faster than a sneeze (hey, yeah)
Go away, climb the mothafuckin trees when you see us in the streets (hey)
But even trees ain't a safe place
Cause my homie can slash chains
On ya face and you best pray
Cause we rappin' this checkmate
Sofisticate flow i spit it on your fucking face
Better vanish better melt like chocolate on a summer day
We are like motherfucking beasts
Ready to eat my enemies
Better hide better freeze
Don't make no move like you usually do
And no rescue coming for you
And if you want to compete
I push you back on your knees
I must be crazy believe me
So, please do not get me pissed
Trustin' the system's equal to cut up my wrist and
I wanna fill em with venom and blisters
Ain't nobody tellin me: kill em
You better don't ever fuck with the villains
We got them guns man .44, .45 and .38
And nobody in this room can do first aid
Don't try to resist cause
You gon' die anyway
Yes you gon' die anyway
Cause we hit faster than laser rays
And we cut better than laser blades
Sky walkin' cause we high today
Fuck it bro are you sure that you want war?
You look like a fucking whore
We destroy you at the core
You don't exist no more
Don't call me macklemore
Cause i can master more
Ceremonies than a priest at the vatican church
I could even go faster bro
Bitch you better implore
And maybe i'll ignore you
But i'll come back though
And i'll finish you off for sure
You'd be better just lettin' go
We got no emotions like animals
Or like we're made up of transitors
You'll not live your life anymore
Kick your door cause
You bitches asked for the encore
Bullets hit your chest and you'll end up
Looking like a christmas tree to decore
(what the fuck?)
There will be nothin left of you
Cause i'm takin' the best of you
Even if you feel bulletproof
We'll burn you like a wooden roof
Bitch you screwed
I'll fuck you with no lube
FNA, LKing, ayee
[Verse 1: FNA]
287 on the highway
I'm buring gas like a motherfucking car chase
I'm going too fast cause
Slowing down isn't my style
We're going down deep in my thoughts
Do a backflip and i'm back up
Leaving you down
Now what do you see?
The mind of a boy that just wants to be rich
But why he's doing it you might ask
Not for the fame but only for the fam
I want my family to settle down
Don't need to worry about no one
Then i can think about my friends
But only the real ones (hey)
That believed in me, that at the end of the day
Believed i could be someone
This rap shit is saving me
Killing time, writing bars about what i could be
I ain't scared of no motherfuckin' bitch
Pеople tryna knock me down
But they need to hit mе first
Take out the motherfucking Famas and put the mothafucka on burst
Then i gun down the mothafucka of course
Don't let me use the force, like star wars
I want the space coupe or maybe the porsche
I can't choose cause i'm still plannin' the future
What i should do when this shit blow up
I'm cutting these rhymes like a butcher
I hang out with my shooters, cause they want me dead (hey)
Motherfucker i'm the ruler
I ain't talking 'bout fuckin' numbers
Or maybe i am cuz i'm numero uno
I got this in my blood since day one, you know
But you won't admit it
Cause you are hated even in your own city
I take your fucking rhyme book and then i rip it
That shit ain't worth the half of what i wrote on this motherfuckin' paper
Hey, LKing
[Verse 2: LKing]
Sick of motherfuckers holdin' me down
Gonna gonna drag em with me man i'm makin' em drown
Gotta pick a particular weapon so they will know it was me
Who murdered this fuckin' beat - i catch you slippin my g
Pickin' a tech nine (kill)
Don't ever test my skill
Cause i'm sick you're ill
At most you can pay my bills
You better believe that i'm comin' to murder
Because i can get all of you off the border
You better go back up some mumbler vocals
Because i'mma beat you man you better watch out
[Interlude: LKing]
Wait, wait, wait, lemme do this again
[Verse 3: LKing]
Sick and tired of this prison
They wanna give me the reasons
But never fucking believe 'em
They won't give you back your freedom
But i don't trust the algorithm
You cannot force your religion
Into my head cause im free from
Your trap, so go and tell to your people
I'm old and dead to the industry
Fuck you all and your impotence
I'mma rip you into pieces man
I'll keep rappin' my lyrics damn
Sick of believin' in somethin' that you cannot prove
And maybe you better think twice everytime that you move
Cause i can move faster than every bastard and i'mma be there soon
Prepare to, cause you gon lose, i'mma tattoo
My dick on your face
I don't even think that i have enough space
I putted all my trust into this and i got betrayed
Huh, fuck rap ain't a race
But if it was you'd be fillin' a grave
Bitch
Pick a millimiter when i caught 'em in the back
And i kill a mothafucka when he put me to the test
And i gotta spit the venom so i can prove that i'm the best
At, what i do, then
Put 'em all to sleep
Man i ain't talkin' shit
But i have to kill this shit
And slow it down just a bit
And what you think? that you got me?
You better check, you got nothin'
You can't just follow my writin'
Cause it's too fast you best dyin'
So, if you think that you hard
You can just look at the scars
That life has left on my heart
When it just teared it apart
[Part 2]
[Verse 4: FNA, LKing]
Seize my motherfucking dreams
And i'm back in this bitch, beat switch
And i'm ready, my brother spit faster than a sneeze (hey, yeah)
Go away, climb the mothafuckin trees when you see us in the streets (hey)
But even trees ain't a safe place
Cause my homie can slash chains
On ya face and you best pray
Cause we rappin' this checkmate
Sofisticate flow i spit it on your fucking face
Better vanish better melt like chocolate on a summer day
We are like motherfucking beasts
Ready to eat my enemies
Better hide better freeze
Don't make no move like you usually do
And no rescue coming for you
And if you want to compete
I push you back on your knees
I must be crazy believe me
So, please do not get me pissed
Trustin' the system's equal to cut up my wrist and
I wanna fill em with venom and blisters
Ain't nobody tellin me: kill em
You better don't ever fuck with the villains
We got them guns man .44, .45 and .38
And nobody in this room can do first aid
Don't try to resist cause
You gon' die anyway
Yes you gon' die anyway
Cause we hit faster than laser rays
And we cut better than laser blades
Sky walkin' cause we high today
Fuck it bro are you sure that you want war?
You look like a fucking whore
We destroy you at the core
You don't exist no more
Don't call me macklemore
Cause i can master more
Ceremonies than a priest at the vatican church
I could even go faster bro
Bitch you better implore
And maybe i'll ignore you
But i'll come back though
And i'll finish you off for sure
You'd be better just lettin' go
We got no emotions like animals
Or like we're made up of transitors
You'll not live your life anymore
Kick your door cause
You bitches asked for the encore
Bullets hit your chest and you'll end up
Looking like a christmas tree to decore
(what the fuck?)
There will be nothin left of you
Cause i'm takin' the best of you
Even if you feel bulletproof
We'll burn you like a wooden roof
Bitch you screwed
I'll fuck you with no lube
FNA, LKing, ayee
( FNA )
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