Lyrics ENDGAME (One in the Chamber) - KoiFsh

One in the chamber (Endgame)

Yo I kick it like this
And I kick it like that
Just a funky dude
And I'm out kicking
These raps
Turn the page
If you wanna learn more
Wisecracking fisherman
And I'm smoking down by the shore
No half truths when the world coming at you
Endgame tactics on the rise so I keep
Yo I keep
Yo I keep
Ayo I keep
Ayo I keep
Ayo I keep
One in the chamber
I don't do no mo favors
I just savor My flavor
Most of all ima champ
Ain't ducking
I stay putting in labor putting on for the camp
Certified like a stamp

On the hour high fatigue
But I walk it off
Hit the shower crash
Cleanse my soul
Knocking off exhaust
All my tension well spent
To get a verse off
Logged enough XP and that is just the first part

I give my grace 98
Gave way to my face
A Libra legend when I step
Building blocks of my fate
Clarity from when I speak
How I maintain pace
Shadow boxing with my vices
That's the game I play

Ain't no merit that I'm searching for
World champ attitude this what I do it for
Ego death and some songs
how I'm moving forward
Keep Enthusiasm curbed till the 4th quarter

Shoutout to Larry David
Scattered thoughts in my notes
In case I can't save it
Life a gauntlet full of cost
And the talents waive it
Hot plates all around gotta microwave it

Still heating up
Last supper, rap stunner still eating up
Push lines
Go ghost
They ain't seeing us
Liberated styles
But the soul aint free enough
Feel it in my chest
In my bones
Ima be enough

I keep
One in the chamber
I cannot do no mo favors
I just savor My flavor
Most of all ima champ
Ain't ducking
I stay putting in labor putting on for the camp
Certified like a stamp

Going higher than ever
Till my ears pop
Never stop rapping till the beat stop
I mean my heart
I'm showing colors through this heatrock
Type of scripture
So holy make ya knees lock

When they hear me
They get near me
They don't even know me but they fear me
I'm real on the mic for them folks that can feel me
On any given day
You can come and see the real me
Or throw me on shuffle
And you can hear the real heat

Science fiction is my diction
Can you dig it want it with the fsh
Bby you can catch the friction
Kinda wicked like the litch is
Phony rappers out here getting washed like dishes
You get ittttt