King Los Pound Cake Lyrics
Pound Cake by King Los
To recognize the genius I am
You'd have to have one foot on Venus
To even visit these arenas I'm in
Now did I say arenas or Serenas?
I kill shit, Venus, Serenas
I kill shit, I Gilbert Arenas
I'm ill with the skill
If this the shit that I build
When I'm building a building
Built with a billion builders
That's building a building on top of this one
No feeling is topping this one
No villain is stopping this one
That'd be a dark night, won't it?
While overlooking my city
Had a Dark Knight moment
I'm overlooking my city
Same city that overlooked me
Now it's back to back tours
'Cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some Jokers that scheme
'Cause I done blew up something sick like the opening scene
Not to mention nobody gonna mention you this year
You just a joker
I really made the pencil disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow
Bars like a bear trap
Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head scratch
I haven't been amateur, ever, never
Iambic pentameter, clever, better
Nobody even seems this deep
I got niggas staying awoke to put my dreams to sleep
But watch me maneuver
New maroon drop for my jewel
I need moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
Tell these niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Papa Docs in chocolate drops
My 16's proper, give me my props or not
I went Pac at 16 when my pops was shot
It left my mind out of place
I guess that why in my rhymes
I spend time outta space
So I speak life, rappers talk
You can't be if a rap god
If you've never rapped for God
Gotta be close to him like the woman in the Bible
Who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Bulletin, we full of sin
If we wait in the water
The weight of it might pull us in
Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait
I made a way, all my homies used to weigh, weight
Brakes, pump your brake brake brake brakes
My niggas break in and take
They don't take breaks
I can't fail, I don't believe in it
You don't possess humble nor obedience
Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly
I remember losing family members
And wouldn't cry
Nigga, if you had wooden eyes
You could see I'm fly
My future, so why wouldn't I?
I'm too good, these niggas good and high
Boyz N The Hood don't rock with you Cuba Gooding guys
Niggas on that be alike shit
Guess they copy paste us
'Cause we the right clique
Get it? Right click, copy paste
Life hit a rocky phase
Ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip on hockey blades
Grill like a hockey mask
Chop it like a hockey stick
Niggas pocket the pocket cash
Talking 'bout you popping gas
Running with them slightly cast
Same suckers probably be watching you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that cocky shit
Where I'm from they cocking straps
Think you waving till you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
But I choose to excel
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice since my t- shirt was 2XL
Yeah, that's XX, like two exes ago
But it's still all love like X's and O's
'Cause at some point
We feel we have exes who owe
You know they made an explanation
Why they made an accident, oh
If you think I'm talking 'bout my exes
Come on, man
Tell XXL they've got one more chance
But, man, I lay low
If I ain't on your list
Then that bitch don't exist, Manti Te'o
I'm anti Abro
That shit they putting up corny
Tell these niggas they ain't good enough to bore me
I'm just painting so y'all see the story
I can't be guarded in rap
So to God be the glory
King
You'd have to have one foot on Venus
To even visit these arenas I'm in
Now did I say arenas or Serenas?
I kill shit, Venus, Serenas
I kill shit, I Gilbert Arenas
I'm ill with the skill
If this the shit that I build
When I'm building a building
Built with a billion builders
That's building a building on top of this one
No feeling is topping this one
No villain is stopping this one
That'd be a dark night, won't it?
While overlooking my city
Had a Dark Knight moment
I'm overlooking my city
Same city that overlooked me
Now it's back to back tours
'Cause cities just overbook me
Speaking of Dark Knight, I know some Jokers that scheme
'Cause I done blew up something sick like the opening scene
Not to mention nobody gonna mention you this year
You just a joker
I really made the pencil disappear
I got that Edgar Allen Poe flow
Bars like a bear trap
Shakespeare's only rebuttal would be a head scratch
I haven't been amateur, ever, never
Iambic pentameter, clever, better
Nobody even seems this deep
I got niggas staying awoke to put my dreams to sleep
But watch me maneuver
New maroon drop for my jewel
I need moon rocks for my mule, I'm the future
Tell these niggas I need my proper spot
They a bunch of Papa Docs in chocolate drops
My 16's proper, give me my props or not
I went Pac at 16 when my pops was shot
It left my mind out of place
I guess that why in my rhymes
I spend time outta space
So I speak life, rappers talk
You can't be if a rap god
If you've never rapped for God
Gotta be close to him like the woman in the Bible
Who felt she could be blessed just to grab his cloth
Bulletin, we full of sin
If we wait in the water
The weight of it might pull us in
Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
Can't fake what you ain't, ain't, ain't, ain't
Wait, if you're searching for a way, wait
I made a way, all my homies used to weigh, weight
Brakes, pump your brake brake brake brakes
My niggas break in and take
They don't take breaks
I can't fail, I don't believe in it
You don't possess humble nor obedience
Comedians told me that I wouldn't fly
I remember losing family members
And wouldn't cry
Nigga, if you had wooden eyes
You could see I'm fly
My future, so why wouldn't I?
I'm too good, these niggas good and high
Boyz N The Hood don't rock with you Cuba Gooding guys
Niggas on that be alike shit
Guess they copy paste us
'Cause we the right clique
Get it? Right click, copy paste
Life hit a rocky phase
Ice wrist, Versace shade
White whip on hockey blades
Grill like a hockey mask
Chop it like a hockey stick
Niggas pocket the pocket cash
Talking 'bout you popping gas
Running with them slightly cast
Same suckers probably be watching you get your pockets tapped
Fuck all that cocky shit
Where I'm from they cocking straps
Think you waving till you get hit with 8 in your stocking cap
But I choose to excel
Made my old ex mad, gave my new ex hell
Went from no X to one X to two X, well
I been nice since my t- shirt was 2XL
Yeah, that's XX, like two exes ago
But it's still all love like X's and O's
'Cause at some point
We feel we have exes who owe
You know they made an explanation
Why they made an accident, oh
If you think I'm talking 'bout my exes
Come on, man
Tell XXL they've got one more chance
But, man, I lay low
If I ain't on your list
Then that bitch don't exist, Manti Te'o
I'm anti Abro
That shit they putting up corny
Tell these niggas they ain't good enough to bore me
I'm just painting so y'all see the story
I can't be guarded in rap
So to God be the glory
King