Текст песни King James - KnG FsT

Yeah, it's all a mystery what comes from my life
Plenty blessings, usually only comes from the light
Cause hell is dark and it's hot, always melting my ice
The devil slipped on the drip so I know that I'm nice
Back in the days I was trash, had to pick up and write
Grabbed a dustpan and swept, now my literature nice
Since I'm back to getting cheese, always littered with mice
Hear me yelling cowabunga, had to give me a slice
Since a teenager, been a mutant with these shells, me and my comrades
Is from the sewers and we been shooting
Word to Rafer Alston, nigga, we been hooping
I'm driving hard to the paint, I'm yelling and one
King Frost, nigga, looking like I'm King James
Hit the leaderboards, hooks got Kareem's aim
Blue flame, I'm so hot and I'm so clean
Hydrochloride I leave da booth with a bleach stain
Hard times create hard men, I need pain
You'd rather be tough, I'd rather be lame
Long as my family is secured, I protect um 'till my last breath
Trying to move this weight on my last rep

It been a long while since I started writing
They put me down, been Robin since a Teen Titain
Lights speed, got them looking like they seen lightning
Man, they ain't really winning, it just seem like it

They aint really winning it just seems like it, yea
King Frost got me feeling like I'm King James