Lost Kings Lyrics

Lost Kings Lyrics

Feat. Micah Freeman
Another day, another misfortune
I get out of form so lose my place
Cuz when I step outside I can feel it
We getting close to begun and I cant help it
Ah, you a b**ch if you acting on this sh*t
I grow up on something realistic
Cadillac music, get everyday bullsh*t, can make a nigga recursive
If I give you all the exclusive, Im twist and dope just like a
Yeah cute, nigga take a walk in my shoes
Come deal with my paranoid, Im so scared I might lose
Zip a cop and I lose, then I like all my moves
At least for my baby sake I pray to make the right move
I feel like God have murder in his plans
About to put a couple halla points in your light skin
Rappers that go crazy, I can see that you pretend
But its all ? Im seeking
Welcome to the models ? and the f**kers these niggas sneak
A roller serious killer ? this etching is creeping
Niggas nothing different, same sh*t different
Thank God we walk up off that bullsh*t
Clinic old school sheary the winner tended
Another homicide twelve get realistic
The fact is pint motive and black kids
And black kids that murder some black kids
And what a value is with that
Is like we dont see no value in black
So father lets have an attack
Moving valles with that crack
Another day, another misfortune
I get out of form so lose my place
Cuz when I step outside I can feel it
We getting close to begun and I cant help it
Eighty aliens, I told to pass and I pray for them
Lost souls community, broking cant find no way for them
Niggas still waiting on God, to sky dive
And thats the only hope, lets start each one ?
Aint no action heros for acting bunging , must have a ?
We scared of our owns so we sleep with guns on the pillow
Eighty to your looms, they dont mean no warm
And Im guilty up in two, our profile niggas like aah
What this nigga up to?
Damn he looking shadiesy
Case in my crib while Im collection on the three eighty
Mean while he just try to find the local gymnasium
We assume no worse and we plant the seed in out cranium
Damn thats the same old friend that kill Traven
But we aint think sh*t bout the b**ch when she selling (?)
Wake up some going on my niggas
We murder all the dumb sh*t, still miss the big pincher
Philological damage planted in our gens
How we come to this when we use to be the king
Meanwhile the African population in crises never bullsh*t
Hunger sh*t are mean less
Thats wired and most hater got fear
Open your third eye and
Thats something going on here
Slavering we must face it, we control all in your head and ?
When you wait for the mattress youll get damn