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Racheal22k - Kick In The Door lyrics

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Kick In The Door by Racheal22k


In West Philadelphia, born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool
And all shootin' some B-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said, "You're movin' with your aunty and uncle in Bel Air"
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, nah forget it, yo home to Bel Air
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell you later"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air
Uh
I heart haters b**ches
N spectators
Congratulations
You just assist my promotions
f**k a notion
I rock flows tighter than ya b**ch clothes
N panty hole
Bump Lamar n J Cole
Cnotes of weed at least in the bowl
Never will i fold
Them critics be suspicious ridiculous
On my dick cuz its so delicious
No diamonds are precious here
I make cumbulus clouds drop tears
Another fear
Sent by me cuz im ya nemesis
Takin' on all of the genesis
Its beginnin' of my slaughterhouse
Created the world in six days
On the seven i came out the crud of clay
Judgment day
When they see me they pray
Lile Muslims givin' honor Mecca
Ultimate wrecker microphone check
One two im.comimg with words that spew
Turn leechers face blue you n yo crew
Can catch a contact
But cant numb me my raw raps
Leave you guessin' n stressin' im a blessin'
In disguise close ya eyes
Say with me " im the best"
Just before i give you a pass
I put 3 in ya chest
For tha holy the father and the son
Never disrespect the don corelone
Kiss my rings when you see me
When i spit on the mic
They nostrils flare glare
And quote "B--I--G"
Kick in the door b**ches strait screaming while I'm so high I'm dreaming
f**king that b**ches pussy so good in creaming mountains of cum
Oh sh*t 9 months later I had a son isn't that sh*t crazy man you so damn lazy sitting on you ass playing video games you ain't fixing to be sh*t well now look at me dad in the king got so much money I could build 7 or 8 mansions of cash while I'm f**king man that sh*t was a bash
Oh well f**k it sit down b**ch suck my dick tell you get sick lick it from the top to the bottom then sit on it like a chair
Im so mfkin gangsta break ya n shannk ya then flee the scene,mr cream i gets doe flip mode zip code gotchyo whole click froze,trick hoes keep my wrist froze pimpin till my casket close wats crackin yo im active so,hit me up 4 the dro shrroms acid coke,mastered flow im so dope so original gassed up no ethanol im blessed wit soul extra cold like theatrical smoke a cancer for most,emcees
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