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boonie mayfield - king shit lyrics

[intro]
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh

[verse]
one of my peers said i love it too much
too many rappers love to f_ck it to clutch
at the money they can make
and honeys they can take on dates
and get them drunk to sick on their duck
and i’m sick of hearing it
bullsh_t, it’s tragic
i’m disappearing it, no blue to my magic
i’m red pilling it, you in the matrix
so now i’m k!lling it with neo soul
no keanu, but i play piano
my music can free your soul
don’t wanna go mano a mano on the mic with me
i’m more like micheal with the heart of stephen
ugh, years ahead of what you started gettin’ b_tch
only follow if a n_gga gettin’ rich, you bopeepin’ n_gga
clothes sheepin’ with your pack of rabid dogs
all chasing after p_ssy like you mad at drawers
on that sucka sh_t, you can suck a d_ck
think of your mother next time you f_ck a b_tch
stupid motha f_cka, you did nothin’ but the
same ol’ sh_t a deadbeat daddy did
acting like a chick can never have a kid
should be pulling out if that’s what you about
i’m talking music now
to you she’s a hooker with f_ckability
so you wanna hook up with no ability
can’t even k!ll a beat without a guest appearance
writing your hook and your bars too?
that ain’t a rapper, that’s more like an actor when given a script
they applaud you? i’m clearly not meant for the mainstream
or the same dream that i had as a kid
don’t want your cosign as bad as i did
h_ll no i won’t sign a dotted line and give you part of mine
i gave my heart and time to everyday at my crib all alone in my zone
name another kid who taught himself how to play
“mary had a little lamb” on the phone
berry gordy n_gga, that’s some history, i’m a mystery
you’re an open book with nothing it, ugh
you’re a loser but you wanna win it, huh?
never feeling safe when all alone?
firearm bars got you holly holm?
talking rowdy sh_t, tell me how does it
feel when it gets back to the talented
real sh_t again, i ain’t fitting in
got my own throne that i’m sitting in
that’s king sh_t
the royal p_n_s getting clean sh_t
i’ll come into america with no rubber
make golden child offspring sh_t
that’s off the wall, need a murphy bed
to connect everything that a n_gga said
so off the wall, michael jackson’s head on my arm
gave a nod even though he dead
that’s king sh_t
ugh
[chorus]
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)
that’s king sh_t (that’s king sh_t)

[outro]
f_ck it (laughs)

- boonie mayfield lyrics

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