Lyrics What? - King Magnetic

Yea
Its the king magnetic
Where I go direct

This ain't protect your neck
Expect your death
It's freethrow respect respect
Off the hinges and going on breaks
Have you under the gun near the floor in my safe
More of em hate take the back at em
Let you hear the new 50 and I ain't talking about a rap album
Sleep with no one never been tired
Your guns a good worker, never been fired
I'm hung like a jury let em retry it
This is for my people like a 70's riot, 911 the pilot
Set it early as alarm clocks
Bust for a reason I ain't talking when the ball drop
Call cops
They'll tell you the same thing
Maxed out up-north straight from the main wing
A good father you could tell how I raise things
Feel it in the air like a slice when the blades swing

Fuck you people talking bout
If we got beef in here ain't nobody walking out
I'm cool enough to talk it out
What do you want to happen
I'm almost thirty years old
And a third of life in jail or on parole
To the point that it's all a brother know
Seeds in the picture now it's time to grow

I'm the sickest dude you'll ever meet
Or we've never met
I pressure vets
Get you stuck at least
Punched and beat
Im a rhino in heat
A fucking beast
Have you laid up a couple weeks
Up-north mentality even when I touch the street
It's reality even when I brush my teeth
Cause I do that shit more than I bust my heat
If you don't you're a killer with dancers
Fuck chillin I'm dealin with a villain's intentions
I'm building my tension
If rap is a game I'm not playing like bench-men
I'm a pete rose with a mike schmidt
Might blow if you shorter than a white dick
You can't rap with your wife's spit
We catch case I'm a white chick
Cause I'm tight lipped

Fuck you people talking bout
If we got beef in here ain't nobody walking out
I'm cool enough to talk it out
What do you want to happen
I'm almost thirty years old
And a third of life in jail or on parole
To the point that it's all a brother know
Seeds in the picture now it's time to grow