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Without Me Lyrics - Artist : King Los
Yeah, how you gonna do this shit without me?
How you gon' do this shit without me? How you gon' do this shit without me? How you gon' do this shit with- How you gon' do this shit without me? Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me Ring around the rosy, roundhouses and Ronda Rousey Niggas try to kick it this wicked, but don't arouse me That shit be making me drowsy, all your shit be making me drow- Bandannas and army jackets and they attackin' us Packed the blades and suited for war, ain't no slackin' up Beyonce say formal formation, so I back her up But this beyond saying formation, it's time to back it up They want niggas back on the boat, well tell 'em pack me up My son is Ethiopian, baby mama from Africa (Woah) To stop a nigga now they need a miracle The frequency too high, this shit is really getting spiritual Yeah we all sinners but you ought to repent That's why I bend all your orders and I ordered the Bent They don't want me to soar, but that's sorta my strength Ready for war, flow filthy like the water in Flint, uh Shine like the sun 'cause I'm from that Flow like the river, pardon my pun (net?) Was Pun's last name and the son's Chris If orange the new black then I'm Sunkist Dumb rich, gold in my blood on some stunt shit One fist, high in the sky rise above shit Tough shit, I've been through it, been through enough shit All my homies push that bass like when the drum hit How you gon' do this shit without me? How you gon' do this shit with- How you gon' do this shit without me? Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me They say I thug too hard, that's how you made me 'Cause when I love too hard, that's how you slave me And (God puts the gorgeous pun I [?]) And you thought the bullshit gon' slide I'm giving out courses on fly Your boy sit on horses and ride Royces with oysters on wrists in Paris I hope that these carrots is good for your eyes A nigga Ja real Yeah I pioneer 'cause I use my pineal Just to block you niggas, run seventy-nine drills And find a way to hate you but never could find chill Every line filled with landmines, every time ill And bitches be chasing me like the '79 bill Cosby, (artly?) we all sleep, aren't we? Raised up in the ghetto Faced the matrix in Gepetto Taught to take shit and we settle Too complacent, hit the pedal Push that gas in the race for the race Bring love back in the place of the hate Don't like us, then you make a mistake We whipping up pies an' we makin' a cake To make a deposit to take to the bank But I don't need money, I'm rich in my soul Fuck all of my garments, I'm switching my clothes To the robe of a king, the throne, the ring and the crown Get thrown in a ring in a crowd I know you're here for dinner, ain't prepared for winter Rise up out and ride around unpolished Pop my collars Dropped out of college, got my knowledge in my talks [?] How you gon' do this shit without me? How you gon' do this shit with- How you gon' do this shit without me? Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me Study all my shit then pretend you forgot about me How you gon'? Uh |
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