Kombination K
• Written by KarlosDanger
Strip all the parts lay it bare in the warehouse
Flippin over carts of the sellers with a roundhouse
At the end of the day it all stays the same
Whether its best of both or the wholegrain
Think he grown up when his hip hold the six shooter
Saying he don't need wisdom cuz he stack super
Dupe-her with the right words back in the penthouse
Now shock her with his intention when its not spouse
He sayin cash rules everything around me
Little fucker couldn't put cream in his coffee
No time to hold back when he swing the cutter
this just the next step in his climb out the gutter
did i stutter, spit, words like liquid up in this
flow set to stun y'all rockin red shirts and shit
Catch ya later out in the cold like some menthol
remember when the place would only play dancehall
but since then times are changed completely
Walk up in the store produce rearranged neatly
Nothing he ever did so completely sincere
Never before had he felt he had nothing to fear
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KarlosDanger
Member since April 3 2015