Lyrics King Solomon - Chancellor Warhol, Big Youth

King Solomon

I see you niggas I’m clairvoyant
Acquired taste that’s rare foreigns
Roll through the shadow of death in a Tessla
If she look then da boy might test her
She win no draws
Suspect nigga no pause
All of yo niggas is dumb & dumber
All of my niggas in Damir Doma
Versace, Versace, Verasce, Versac
Went to Canal just to cop you a watch
I build a canal so my flow can’t be stopped
I build a canal so my flow can’t be stopped
This shit is so over as soon as I drop
This rapping is cool til you end up like Pac
Or Lesane Crooks when a lame looks cause his dame took
Hang wit the main crooks while I bang hooks
King Solomon
2nd Verse (Big Youth)
Capillaries popping
My mind be droppin
I’m a mother fucker
Since a youngin
I would fuck with that fuck shit
Ain’t no other option
Imma ball like my name was Hardin
There ain’t no stoppin
Put a bic to devils lettuce
Spark another problem
Off and on I can casually think about it
My mind has been racing round
Like I been boosting but off the ounces
I’m damaged but girl you nice
If I want it then Imma take it
One nighting these fuckinbasics
Put work in like basic training
Why you pull up with like 3 hoes homie
Never pull up with that ego on me
Shit I came dressed up got the peacoat on me
Whole fit cost u bout like 3 os homie
No loss imma take it like I’m on my lonely
Call me
Up late cause I’m lost in my faith
I need to face what I came with
My Devils dancin in place
Forget it you rappers acting like you got what it takes