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King Los

"Calm Dat"

[Hook]
Calm that--calm that--calm that sh*t down, boy!
I do this just for kicks now, boy!
You out here sounding like a b*tch now, boy!
Who you playing with? I’m rich now, boy!
I’m the king watch them bow down, boy!
I send the world to the town now, boy!
I got no time to be playing with you, boy!
You think you’re f*cking with me? I’m like, boy!

[Verse 1]
Okay, I got rap in a headlock
Like a head-wrap on dreadlocks
My bars tend to be perfect tens
Your bars tend to be Red Sox
All that probably went over your head
Like Vince Carter dunking on a n*gga in the paint
Like putting paint on a dunk like Blake Griffin
Like y’all n*ggas nice but this is way different, like
Abracadabra you rappers gonna disappear
Like rabbits in a hat, now these rappers they just appear
This type of magic will get you scared
Saying I ain’t got it no more, like n*gga where?
You’ll get that magic sh*t and not got it no more sh*t
Sometime next year like y’all got an award sh*t
Y’all gotta know bull-sh*t when you hear it though
Just like you gotta feel God when you near it though
You don’t put down like me
You sound like a n*gga that sound like me
You don’t rock the crown like me
You ain't the melanated felon meditating and elevating from the ground like me
You ain’t really cool, y’all n*ggas follow too many rules
Y’all n*ggas ‘bout to make me buy yellow cheese bus
Just to school y’all n*ggas, lil boy!

[Hook]
Calm that--calm that--calm that sh*t down, boy!
I do this just for kicks now, boy!
You out here sounding like a b*tch now, boy!
Who you playing with? I’m rich now, boy!
I’m the king watch them bow down, boy!
I send the world to the town now, boy!
I got no time to be playing with you, boy!
You think you’re f*cking with me? I’m like, boy!

[Verse 2]
Ugh, if I’m offended, no defensive option
Don’t land in my yard with all that fence hopping
n*ggas been watching with pads and pen jottin'
I’m nice off the brain with this sh*t like Ben Carson
But n*gga…..(f*ck Ben Carson, coon-ass n*gga)
I know that you n*ggas get intimidated
I know how you n*ggas get intimidated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might just get intimidated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might get intimidated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might get intimidated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might get intimidated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might get intimidated
(Yeah, that's the one right there)
All you n*ggas get eliminated
All you n*ggas get eliminated
All you n*ggas get eliminated
Sweet as lemonade I made it
Sweet as lemonade as made in a minute time
...
Hold up I got it
All you n*ggas get eliminated
Sweet as lemonade and got made in a minutes time
So is that minute made? I made this in a minute
Many men gon’ get played, I ain’t in my prime
Get rich or die trying is a lot of sh*t you spit I’m not buying
And I ain’t fully generated
I can imagine how you n*ggas might get intimidated
I’m in a vacant place that don't even exist
I innovated, all you n*ggas how the f*ck do you persist
How the f*ck do you exist? We should knuckle up with fist
You may weather the storm but you ain’t punching like this I know
Your favorite rapper is my favorite too
That n*gga practice all my favorite moves
I’m dancing in the booth I think I’m cool
I’m smart and handsome yeah I think I’m smooth
I don’t listen to your raps or your interviews
Take Whoopi Goldberg and Jimmy Iovine
You ain’t even Interscope for being in my View
And for the record, I’ve been in my groove
I’ve been on tracks since Cd’s was cool
You a leech n*gga, don’t bleed the culture
Don’t think I don’t see, I don’t feed the vultures
You don't want me on that ass you know better
You sweat Los like yeah you used to sweat Lo sweaters
You chase down b*tches that a n*gga would duck
And give 'em your bucks and say the most ridiculous stuff
And give raps you're like
[Reverse] I don't chase pus*y, pus*y chase
Shut the f*ck up, pus*y 'fore we chase you
Make you exposed to the world, that you don't live that sh*t that you writing
You a pus*y and you like pus*y, mm n*gga you diking
I'm the most diabolical down to the hair, follicle
Rare, molecule, incomparable model
Tearing flesh off a hollow point, you point at me I follow you
You follow my point, I body you
Then make you momma point at the body too
Identify you, so how do you
Identify with yourself, if I was you
I would be me, but I'm me and you're not you
If I see me and you meeting in the future
And I see you in me, n*gga I'ma shoot ya
'Cause I, kill myself with this rhetoric
This the kind of sh*t I know you motherf*ckers never get
Tell your ghostwriters they should tighten up
Your last year wasn't mmm quite nice enough
I make 'em turn up the volume
b*tch, this ain't even my album
You rappers been taking Big L's
I see where you get your style from
Pardon my Pun, but these MC-s know that they better run
You diggin' me bro-bro, no Diggy, no JoJo
But I run this house and you n*ggas my sons, b*tch, I'm the one
Not the two, wonder what Biggie and Pac would do
I'm stuck in this era and b*tch I'm embarrassed, I do a song with them and not, with you
I'm glad everybody is learning I'm not mad
I woke up and kiss my son on the cheek and I'm not sad
I been studying the last four years about the science
I been non-religious, anti-church and non-compliant
Before n*ggas even applied it, n*ggas even decided
That we was giants and got invaded by all these pirates
I do not subscribe to the doctrines they jotted
I do not comply if a doctor prescribe it
Wrong one to mess with, I'm way to invested
I do not ingest it if it is a hybrid
Cows are hybrids, pigs are hybrids, wheat is hybrids
Damn near everything you eat is hybrids
Broccoli is hybrids, don't be embarrassed
Carrots hybrids, everytime you eat meat
There is parasites inside it
How could you compare our sight, you need a pair of sights to sight it
I don't wanna hear I'm riding a n*gga wave
I kill that n*gga dead and climb in that n*gga grave
To finish the conversation, administer complication
Your ministers complicated, he's killing the congregation
T.D. fakes got Creflo Dollar desires
He never gon' save the people, he's lying about the Messiah
Most ya'll scared of the Son, because they tell a motherf*cker that they gon' burn in an eternal fire
It’s fire inside you, It’s fire inside your heart
When you want something, apply the fire and spark
In the beginning when God created light, that mean he had to bring the fire out of the dark
So when you're in the dark just know that's where it come from
You are you and that is nothing to run from
And b*tch I got something, for anybody that want some
Love all y'all lil' n*ggas man you my son sons
Black man God cause the black woman God first
When you break down hue man that's a dark earth
Now look at the portal from what y'all birthed
And why is she the one that y'all cursed
'Cause y'all n*ggas so selfish
Everybody love momma but won't nobody help her
My bad couldn't help it, I just said it 'cause I felt it
Tell the preacher he can put this in his f*cking book and sell it
I guess I started something now
I'm coming for you n*ggas now
Don’t Christ think that sh*t to get you destroyed?
I don't use a pen got them n*ggas like , boy!

[Hook]
Calm that--calm that--calm that sh*t down, boy!
I do this just for keeps now, boy!
You out here sounding like a b*tch now, boy!
Who you playing with? I’m rich now, boy!
I’m the king watch them bow down, boy!
I send the world to the town now, boy!
I got no time to be playing with you, boy!
You think you’re f*cking with me? I’m like, boy!

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