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Intro (Ft. Haunted Days)
01:59
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Yesterday seemed so promising, today has been so great
Tomorrows never guaranteed, that’s why I’m never late
Tell the devil I’m not staying there, I’m hoping 7 gates
But the truth is that heaven there ain’t much, I can’t relate
I’m a rolllll till the wheels of this Honda fall off
Lace my pockets the whole way, shit I don’t need to call off
I just do it for the serotonin fuck the Zoloft
But if you got some extra herb than just break your boy off
Cook with flavor check the Goya
Got mad bars up in the olla
Where they simmer for a minute
till I’m ready to just show yah
And the truth is I’ve made strides
My self esteem is on the rise
So get used to KP talking shit
Every time that I arrive
Look
Oh my god It’s the year of the vet
No more playing nice man
yo, just cut me my check
What you think is worth more my blood or my sweat ?
Cuz right now all I have left is my rhymes and my debt
Yep
This one’s for the ones that thing they dope but way off
Talking all that champion shit but never sniffed the playoffs
I’ve suffered through the budget cuts, the lean years and the lay off
So bring on any challenges I’m thriving off the chaos
(Bro)
(You never know)
What the distance is between being good and be dope
I’m the modern voice of reason; with phlegm stuck in my throat
When they find out what im doing
this gone whole place gonna explode
Shrugging off another trope
I don’t really need el pisto
Entre la tierra y el sol es donde vivo y existo
Oh my god, Jesus Christ Jesus cristo
Estoy listo
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This is my down fall
I’m just recording it
A normal human like you
But insubordinate
To everything that they try to teach
How all your dreams sitting pretty but slightly just out of reach
The king speaks and turns whatever he touches gold
Ain’t nothing better, illuminating your soul
But when the substances started taking control
The house of cards came tumbling down Geronimo
Look out below
Look out for wifey daughter and sons
It’s not a sprint this marathon needs more than iron lungs
Iron tongue cuz this is where the bag Comes from
It’s KP if you don’t know better ask someone
And my future is much brighter than a thousand sons
Regardless of the outcome, I’ve got one
And that’s enough for people to try to take it away
The ones that couldn’t respect the scars that you had to trade
For this
it’s not a diss, it’s just the sign of times
believe me baby, this whole decade is mine
It’s decadence and my mind it’s prime
A bit of luck, and pressing fate when the stars dont align
You know they say when it rains man it pours
Humility doesn’t open doors
That’s why I’m pushing through to get this message to
Anyone that counts their blessings there still hope for you
Is there’s still hope for me
I guess I’ll wait and see
How’s many ships leave the harbor to the open sea
How many days till these waves just wash over me
And cleanse me of my arrogance that burns me to third degree
Another tragedy
Another chapter closed
Another youth in the dirt, another nerve exposed
Is this a sign that I’m next, a crucifix on my chest
That doesn’t fix a damn thing or allow me to rest
I’m at the precipice can’t help that I’m a pessimist I’m struggling for answers when there clearly lack of evidence
Im stuck in my own arrogance thank the weed I smoke for peace
Kiss my girl right on her forehead
She’s the reason I can sleep
She’s the reason I can see
Past the summit, and I love it
Another set of arms to catch me when I plummet
Emptiness Inside my stomach
It Won’t ever leave my mind
the same hunger pains I’ve avoided this whole time
Im not leaving you behind and that’s the truth to it
our souls have been divine, for aeons we both knew it
I see a cosmic sign, its better to go through it
Then to sit and just react, but relax well both do it
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Deep within Los Ángeles the styles subterranean x3 6feet deep put you to sleep shots to the cranium
Mat technician from the gate
The mic grip might just dislocate another elbow
Life is perfect till it ain’t
So we get the fuck up dust the dirt and ride again bro
Outside the box I ain’t now bento the next gen flow súper like Nintendo
A black belt like Im ken flo
At smoking up this endo
Huh
A main event lock, poison drink the hemlock
Im down to add some color if it’s gonna get a pop
Im needed at the top, that’s the psyche of a winner
Im working round the clock, man I never skip my dinner
Check the gate, the downside guarantee is looking great
Now the people that showed love are the first ones showing hate
We just out here to create
Maybe break a neck or two
A symphony of pain and it staring your whole crew who are you?
Im trouble, call me Eddie with the strap
Took a leap from cruiser weight and I’m never looking back
I don’t lack I’m cutting promos on these tracks
Plugging holes, with these flows, perfect vision when I swing this battle axe, y’all can ask where the fuck did he go? He ain’t been playing no shows/ and it’s because y’all make it harder to grow/ pardon the soul, no longer blindly fallowing oaths/I’m plating seeds deeper than an ancient valley of oaks/ I don’t sink, I keep this body afloat/ sleep with one eye open with a dagger aimed straight to your throat let go
Deep within Los Ángeles the styles subterranean x3 6feet deep put you to sleep shots to the cranium
If the world is my oyster I’m the pressure make the pearl/I’m back to being vicious no more spittin for the girls/ I sorta lost my focus, I’m well aware I noticed/I’m starving for redemption, a plague of swarming locust/I consume, feel the tension in the air up in the room/CAnt tell if my anxiety is ushering my doom/ is it the shrooms or the misery, see/ i got a history b/ of spitting fresh I should be sponsored, payed by listerine/or call me mr clean, these raps be so effective/a mirror see you faults, these raps be self reflective/I guess Im kinda dope, so don’t listen just inject it/keep the bar and vibes so high, thats the energy, protect it/came to wreck it and leave/Stone cold stunner like Steve/the excellence of execution watch the bob and the weave/ like the snake on my sleeve/ these words can strike and carry venom/ an assassin high as fuck in the ripped up faded denim/an assassin high as fuck in the ripped faded denim/just remember that those ghosts only get you if you let em I’m too sweet, im lemonade
Im that mickeys cold grenade
Walking out the silver dome like I’m steamboat with a fade
randy savage on the page
Flying elbow off the top
A pen that’s fueled with rage
I’m Kobyashi with the chops ugh I do this shit a lot,
Change the cadence like a weapon
Just to Keep you on your toes, counter moves like this was tekken, mic checking
These high stakes and buy rates
Got me bugging and stressed out
Just acting irate
I keep sparking the trees up it’s so hard to fly straight tuning fork to your ear
this that shit that vibrates
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When days and nights start to blend, I reach for the paper and pen, the only thing that keeps me grounded keeps me centered and zen cuz by now I should be worth more than what this nations still spends/ keep passing my name up, bruh I’m seeking revenge
They like to speak and pretend, like I’m too weak to defend
Like the come up ain’t been steady, ain’t no reaching the end
Shit I’ve felt every bump, every twist every bends
All these odds are stacked against me,
Cosmic gems through the pen
I’m blazing trails, in a Chevy 4 wheeling no safety rails/ keep killing EM with kindness i stay tipping the scales/ send the reefer in Im feeling so anxious bitting my nails/ I gotta raise the anchor, my ships is starting to sail
These rappers are sounding stale
Like Warm 40’s in summer
Repeating another bar
They actually getting dummer
Perpetually on the come up
The mad flavor I’m on
These Particles colliding,
A Diamond in every song
Between the sun and the earth
I’ve been cursed
To prove my worth
The cruel cycle of death and of rebirth
Like slogans on tshirts
Reactions are knee jerk
Cuz face it your feet hurt
From walking in reverse
I get it you acting dumb
No substance, just flapping gums
Keep talking all of that shit,
I hear it but I don’t run
I hear it over the drums
But never right to my face
I guess it’s always been harder
Admitting to your mistakes
And Shit
Thats why the daggers always close
The antidotes in lyrics I hope youre taking notes
Not reinventing the wheel
Just fixing broken spokes
The missing link between success and broken folk
The patron saint of broken homes
I Fixed my broken bones
With nothing more than some tape and some styrAfoam
Perpetually on the come up
The mad flavor I’m on
These Particles colliding,
A Diamond in every song
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Undeniable (Ft. Asend)
02:54
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Undeniable, my style just wasn’t viable/so I smack the taste from out your mouth, I’m la certifiable I’m cut from different cloth/more a glutton than a sñloth/grew up trying to write my way to 5 mics in the source/ I’m the flavor in the sauce/see rap ain’t really new to me/ Ive buried lives, romanticized the drug use and the nudity/till I realized, that nothing dies, it just floats to find its unity/ thelunacy it’s really just a cosmic opportunity/so roll one up cuz this here is your chance to find some solace/normally minds preoccupied. with trying to stack them dollars/my smiles is always radiant/ my style against the gradient/I read my moms this verse last night, she said she fucking hated it/well/there’s no debating it/simply a different tier/keep checking over your shoulders, the footsteps are getting near/the breathing is getting heavy it’s everything that you’ve feared/it’s KP dropping these bombs collapsing your inner ear
you can’t step up to my frequency/the vibes have been immaculate/you just fucking with me recently and I’ve been serving this for years/constantly just bringing heat while y’all fawn over my peers
And that’s the truth, benie Siegel in the Booth/I bring the pain only rivaled by the rotting of a tooth/make the kill collect the loot/write a verse complete the loop/This a hostage situation, take your hand to show as proof/huh…. I keep it dirty, like a crackles up in your samples/No way that you can’t identify, dental records been trampled/ my viciousness is amplified/this another example/of how I’m taking control and leaving your psyche mangled/tangled right in between dimensions is this a dream? The Gravitational forces ripping you from your seems/stay focused like laser beams/you blink and you might just miss it/y’all buying all of your streams the truth is nobody listens/to analytics and formulas/cynicism is more than just/criticism and slime/the greatest of modern times/ I prove it in every line/still fighting for every dime/a master of oversharing I’m poison like cyanide/lately I’ve been scheming for what’s really coming next/- revolution through Song, and uprising through the net/a fat hit from this bong, the magic that’s in this text/rebellion is for the strong, so watch me come for your necks
you can’t step up to my frequency/the vibes have been immaculate/you just fucking with me recently and I’ve been serving this for years/constantly just bringing heat while y’all fawn over my peers
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