King Pleasure

King Pleasure

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Rap - Hip Hop | Brooklyn, New York, United States
Total Song Plays: 35   
Member Since: 2016
   Last Login: 2/21/2020

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Song Description

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Story Behind the Song

Sometimes I feel like Im alone in a sea of nonsense.Feels like if you want something different from todays music that your breaking the rules.

Lyrics

Breaking the Rules

I cold check my cohorts whenever
I night stalk yo watch ya lip talking shit
ya acting bitch
slapping taste out ya mouth I'm gone treat ya like a snitch waving the blick niggas really think they getting rich
Friending dimwits insta gramming elicit scripts the glitch you was trying to spit could prove hazardous
radically mixed real lyrics scratch a itch
from the base of ya spine to your cerebral cortex I get vexed on tex mex and
Das effects
Wikiti waxing poetic Cannibal oxing sets fudge pudg the rest under negative stress
I falcon crest regrets then I puff the Buddha bless

If you not living in the New then you gonna loose I don't care how many crews are repping show and prove
If it's good for hip hop then we making news I don't rock no fake shit I guess
I'm breaking rules

balance from the chalice centers ya mind set Mic check yo I think I need a mic check off the head wak rhymes off set
Ya self respect
simply said when the lead spreads
Ya simply red an Freddie's dead ain't
no holding on pon da set
in the name of doe, dope boys hustle
staying fed what rises to the surface
gets repackaged in the end
stylized and photo shopped just for
the lens lies an unholy trinity of money
hoes and jewelry
why choose to collude with soft dudes
Faking moods they bruise under
the weight of real niggas paying dues lyrically born universally I broke out of
the zoo trading YouTube views online
for Brooklyn Hugh's
Staying true to this music like a leader
of the new taking flight weather you repping for self or for a crew I live and
die for the truth the rest is up to you

If you not living in the New then you gonna loose I don't care how many crews are repping show and prove
If it's good for hip hop then we making news I don't rock no fake shit I guess
I'm breaking rules

I been putting in work from Flatbush to
Wu U spit kicking on cuts Dropping
verbal Kung Fu
Gimme the gimme the loot these niggas don't have clue they stuck on one line
of a fire fest repped by Jah Rule
Thirsty mother fuckers never truly cut loose so I'm trapped playing limp dick
riding points of view
Track 1 was dumb it sounded like 3
Track 2 was cool but it didn't move me
Track 4 was strip clubs and money grubbing whores
Track 5 was dope but you mumbled through the score
Track 6 was drug smuggling settling
scores you tried to act tuff but I didn't
feel it in your core
Track 7 was 1, 3, 6 and 11
Track 8 ya man shined he got
lyrical game
On Track 12 I ejected you ya style was played Deuces you loose feel the ill street blues running colors acting bitter cuz
you never had the juice
I'm amused when I see dudes fly led balloons are you gonna step up front
or play the fool if you gunning for the
tittle level up an do you

If you not living in the New then you gonna loose I don't care how many crews are repping show and prove
If it's good for hip hop then we making news I don't rock no fake shit I guess
I'm breaking rules

Song Length
4:20
Genres
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - Hip Hop
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal


Language
English
Era
2000 and later

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