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King Vicious a.k.a. Prodigy a.k.a. K.I.D. a.k.a. Da Finest a.k.a. Diesel. WHOO.
WHOO! My swagg back my dude....Ohh...
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,127
Peak in subgenre #1,356
Author
King Vicious
Uploaded
February 04, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:10
Lyrics
Toothpick in my mouth...Swagg on wow...
My guns got futuristic swag cause they keep sayin bow...
Sweat up on my brow...let me wipe it down...
My lyrics is the flame and the oil is the crowd...
I'm starin at um now...my heart gets to racin...
Let me take off dis mask so they kno who they be facin...
I roll wit FutureFirst...2 F's on my lockett...
And if you think that you can stop it you'll be starin down a rocket...
My hustle got me winnin...I cannot see me losin...
I beat these niggas mental like the songs I be producin...
Your swagger needs rebootin, yo style jus ain computin...
So get up on my level or I'm gonna cave the roof-in...
I'm zoomin right now...my speed steady increasing...
Not a martian or a human, man my swag got a species..
Its never seen before...its somethin very mystic...
See some diamonds and a toothpick, and you blink and den you missed it...
This track? I'ma bomb it...My swag? I'ma flaunt it...
My flow dummy sick, itta hit you like a comet...
No time to react, just impact and you deaded...
I got daggeriffic flow, spit a verse and you beheaded...
Its time to let'um know...its time to let'um know..
If you a hatin ass bitch, mayn its time to let it go...
I know what you be thinkin...but don't you even dare...
Cause first I will split you, then the 7-10 spare...
I'm straighter than an arrow...I'm precise wit the barrels...
Hear me beatin down ya block like a train on a railroad...
Rubberband on my right wrist diamonds on my lefty...
My swagger way ahead, leave you screamin out "You left me"
I got somethin in my mouth, no homo, its a toothpick...
So don't try to jack my swag nigga, even if the shoe fit...
I reside on the west but my attitude is country...
Now you can hate me if you want, but yo bitch is gonna love me...
Now I got you seethin, but I'm laughin, see my teeth mayn?
I'm on cloud 9 nigga, all you can see is my feet hang..
Oh and by the way, ups to my dude Desert Eagle,
See I got stupid swagg, but my dude swagg is evil...
Boy I'm wasted, thats O.G. on my breath...
Smoke the whole blunt, not even a roach left...
Uppercut ya jaw, now ya chin gotta cleft...
Hit you wit a hook, ya face leanin to the left...
I'm the best, no questions nor answers...
My whole crew be on the wrong color head like Black Panthers...
I'm sick cancer, Reindeer fly, prancer...
My flow gotta heat thats too hot to damper...
Baby rambo wit the camo and ammo for ya whole squad...
I'm duece to god, spit flame rain like Duke da God...
Truth to ya'll, mic sweaty like dirty balls...
My fists in the night land hard like cannon balls..
I'm sallmin walls and destroyin all ya documents..
You think you hotter nigga, try the complete opposite...
The throne I sit ontop of it...
You not stoppin it..
I get no checks, straight cash, you gotta deposit it...
