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Bank Mob Music Group 2011 Presents Kidd Kraze (17 year old) - SIMBA
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Lyrics by Kidd Kraze
Instrumental: Simba (Original by J Cole)
LYRICS:
Ima keep doin my thing cuz my life could change over night,
cuz in this very dark world, there is always light.
You give me dead hope, and Ima give it life.
They ask me what Im doin, I tell em livin life.
I take this pen and write, everything that comes to mind.
In hopes that I will shine,
bright future, better times.
If you believe it then this ballot doesnt die.
I stand behind these lyrics like Im waitin in a line.
Power of my spirit and my adolescent mind,
makes a deaf man hear me when I spit a second dime,
instead of two cents, learn a lesson from my lines,
and those who couldn't see me were just pessimists or blind.
I step up on my grind bitch I aint messin withcha mind,
cuz I can spit forever like the decimals of pi..
or atleast until I die,
but before I reach the sky,
I be reppin all the guys who see the fire in my eyes,
who keep my dream alive to get a record deal or signed.
I promise you our dreams will be reality in time.
Just gimme the time, but you can keep the hope,
and I hope you hold it close cuz I aint bout to change my goals.
The only change I got be in the pocket of my clothes,
and my recipe for gold be in that pot up on my stove,
where Im preppin all these flows,
that be finger lickin good,
so tell em hatin chickens Im the satin in this hood,
cuz bitch I got that flame and made a name that they acclaim.
Its Kidd Kraze killin em and leavin no remains.
If you aint got the picture then dont bother wit the frame,
but I'll make these phrases hit ya like my name was Cassius Clay.
Now my bars becomin thicker cuz I heard that passion pays,
Damn..
like your reaction was delayed.
Im sorry if Im late, but I was practicin to play.
I aint sittin on the bench, that aint happenin today.
Now Im swingin for the fence,
way better than Mayweather.
I guess its just apparent Im the one you should consider,
with the luck of a beginner, and the mind set of a winner.
And you can ask my parents, they never raised a quitter.
But you can quit the trach talk, cuz I dont like to litter.
Thats word out to my ex, yes I regret that I was wit'er.
When you hot just like the summer,
they come colder than the winter.
But what else could you expect,
When you tryna be the best.
So I guess, God bless my quest to success,
with this pencil in my right hand and the paper in my left.
Sentimental when I write and make a hater lose they breathe.
Never show me disrespect, Im young Simba from the west,
Seventeen and spittin bars you never seen.
And the leader of a team you best believe in,
B.M.M.G.
Tell the people stop sleepin,
yee,
Tell the people stop sleepin!
BANKMOB TILL THA CASKET DROP!
VitalVestige 10 months ago 38
That's how it's done Kidd FUCKIN' Kraze.
TheMudkipzSays 10 months ago 37