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khrys. - wassup? كلمات الأغنية

yeah
i think i got my second wind, man…
listen

[verse 1]
double k-n-o-c-k, you better recollect
whose voice this is with the wickedest rhythmic dialect
i’m starting things officially by popular demand
with a big pad, a pen, and a mic in my hand
y’all say y’all on one, but the truth is there ain’t none of ya
they might fly high, but they disasters – columbia
and people that don’t like me can go down with it
because like the shuttle, you’re only gonna last ’bout several minutes
every rapper talkin’ keepin’ it real as they main focus
but the more that i observe in all, the more i think it’s bogus
you phony microphonists makin’ millions on what?
partyin’ hardy with bacardi in your hand, the other one on your nuts?
can’t cut it, you never rip a beat into
when your fans start to change so they can relate to what they listen to
back with a vengeance, now everything i concoct raw
and if you bandwagon, find a spot ‘fore you get dropped off
so w-ssup, tho?

[hook w/ ed seymour]
turn up the music and let’s get into it
‘cuz it’s time to lock this down
people dancin’ and movin’ to bars that be groovin’
you know we don’t play around
don’t be shuckin’ and jivin’
because we be vibin’ to beats known to quake the ground
and we havin’ a party, so go grab somebody
and let’s let the speakers pound

[tag]
haters on me tellin’ that i am bound to rust
i don’t see why they trollin’; i’m brushin’ off the dust
but when you do it like this, a bit of hate is a must
so, i tell ’em “w-ssup?” – i-i tell ’em “w-ssup?”
(x2)

[verse 2]
tell these rappers that they days of dough is through
somebody tell the bulldogs that yolo been overused
tell ’em this hip-hop my house, y no es su casa
so if simba moves slow, i’mma make ’em mufasa
outta my league by uppin’ the level with no fakin’ it
like the difference of age ‘tween me and rappers still tryna make it
i’ll be spittin’ all this fire, rock entire times on microphones
and when i retire, you’ll be rhymin’ in retirement homes
points for tryin’, but don’t continue the game
i’m level ninety-nine ninety-nine; i’m attackin’ insane
and now the streets is on fire, no willem dafoe
this is nothing but poison like women with bell biv devoe
even though i am a human, i’m a dog ready to sic it
so unless if you a tribe called quest, you can’t kick it
don’t believe me? crazy – you just bared witness
this rhymin’ is just fine – parkin’ ticket
so w-ssup, tho?

[hook]

[tag]

[verse 3]
what i got installed for you, you should get an update
back with more lines than grid paper as of late
took years to do it like this, and now that i’m on the scene
all these haters wanna be me like i’m krispy kreme
but the difference is, i’m bound to make money with a mic
the industry gonna fall like the fate of the third reich
get ready for the imminent, and i’mma leave you bros shook
until there’s nothing left in my body and life’s a closed book
this is my turn; i’m setting my foundation
by the time y’all learn, you can bet that i’m skyscr-pin’
and i’ll scald, not burn anything that i’m embracin’
and as long as clocks turn, i’ll make my time complacent
i’m more ready than i’ve ever been, colder than december wind
spittin’ nothing but product from the animal of slytherin
and i’ll have fun laughin’ at all my n-m-e’s
‘cuz i’mma be a self-made man – double m-g
so w-ssup, tho?

[hook x2]

- khrys

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