| I’m a vessel to sipping 80's baby
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| We ain’t got no beaches here, how we still crazy wavy?
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| Our committee’s an army, better yet a navy maybe
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| We breached the whole T-80
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| KC known for more than navy
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| Oh when? |
| Oh when he brought a pole like a mogul stripper
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| For that hoe was stripper who hasn’t learned how to hold his liquor
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| Coldest winter weather up in Denver in December
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| Call me lost, call me crazy, I’ll call you if I remember
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| With pride and prejudice I dismember shit
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| By the end of this Killer Comity private apprentice
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| Apply for membership they never get
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| Ready or not we go wet your body
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| Let it go homie, KCMO vs. Everybody
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| Here to bring it back for you suckas who hadn’t got it yet
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| Swear to innovate like I’m venerating the Baphomet
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| I collect the check, gotta check it like I’m Inspectah Deck
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| Expect the unexpected, you hating, that’s blatant disrespect
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| Figured bull, fuck that, standing on top somebody neck
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| And throw a hissy fit while I’m pissing off of somebody’s steps
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| I am not a status, it’s safe if you try to play me friend |
| I’ll build a wall around you and make America great again
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| Disconnect your neck and head
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| Show 'em shoulder to shoulder state pride
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| Habitual lines steppin' up toe to toe with the state lines
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| State of emergency, EMS finna catch a body
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| Killer state of mind, KCMO vs. Everybody
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| Just never getting through the happy and the tough times
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| Ain’t gonna lie I felt like throwing in the towel sometimes
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| Here my city, ain’t not rich but it’s a gold mine
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| I just wanna see the sun shine
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| I’m just tryna see the sun shine
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| This remind me of that cocaine 80's
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| White on white Mercedes
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| Coolie politicin' with a couple pretty ladies
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| And you know they went whatever that ain’t never been a maybe
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| I just be all in my zone, do it big and keep it swanky
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| You should thank me for the way that I have opened up to you
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| Shared my deepest darkest thoughts
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| God’ll know what we go through
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| Ain’t complaining though, let these babies know
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| Class been in session
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| Pay attention homie that’s the way it go, way it go
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| The more you hate it, the more we get motivated |
| We taking it out of orbit for those who would grow to hate it
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| Our reign is falling the wettest from Alpha to the Omega
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| I’m giving 'em shots of adrenaline like I’m Vincent Vega
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| Hold up, holy toledo I hold shit down
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| I’m repping midtown 'til I’m six feet below this ground
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| I play hands, do shuffle cards
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| With killers, no prison yard
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| Cannabis puffing hard in the land of the drunk and scarred
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| Better thank your lucky stars, rock planets, I’m crushing Mars
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| Goddammit, shuckydarn couldn’t manage to fuck with ours
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| Raking our share of guap, when we make it they stare and copy
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| Made for the radio, this KCMO vs. Everybody
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| Bitch I’m in Aladin’s castle, ski-ball champion
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| Anybody sleeping on Gates, take Zambien
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| I busted out of every single box they try to trap me in
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| They ain’t got to watch it, goes up like the cred
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| It’s not quantum physics I got my digits on bitches
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| That’s revenge and this is vengeance
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| Like we done forgot forgiveness
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| I ain’t religious but I give 'em the business like it’s Christmas
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| Pressuring your defenses, swinging this for the fences |
| I said it and meant it, fetish the bread I spread it and bet it
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| Terrorizing the tenants I’m Dennis the Menace, head it never sweat it
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| Tell 'em ready or not, we gon' bless the party
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| Repping the show me homie, KCMO vs. Everybody |