Koi Child — Cruzy P
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Down the street on assignments, baby
Cause I’m on my longboard and I’m rolling down my way
To Fremantle
I can’t handle the heat
And we’re about to take a stab at a beat
So we set the mic up right
Headphones tight
Play the beat, close my eyes, alright goodnight
Yo I’m gone
Rappin’ along to the longest song
Rappin’ to the music of Koi Child along
If you like it, if you love it learn it
You can even pick it up and turn it around if you must
Hold it down if you trust
Some of the words I’ve been speaking
Actually just a regular geek who’s been leaking
A bit of talent
Writing ballads
Never crossed my mind, I’ll admit it
Now I’m writing rhymes in a minute
For the kill I’m spinning these drills for thrills
When I got the will I’m winning I’m chill, for real
Lookin’ at the map
Anything can happen if you put it in a rap
Don’t matter what you havin’ as long as your chin is up
Even if you’ve never ever really given up
Lookin’ at the map
Anything can happen if you put it in a rap
Don’t matter what you havin’ as long as your chin is up
Even if you’ve never ever really given up
Back to Rap
You do have to have an active hip hop track
And that’s why [?]
[?]
We are bringing it back to the old school days
Or at least when I went through my Hip Hop phase
When I was nine and hidin’ in my bedroom
Listen to the [?]
Take tunes straight from the radio show, I know
I shouldn’t have done that, but I was like
«So what I don’t give a fuck when it comes to this stuff»
Getting what I need, uh inspiration
Till I reached realization, how come?
I’ve been excelling so well at these [?]
Haven’t been a couple years of my life
It’s minus the [?]
If we write it, we cite it
Lookin’ at the map
Anything can happen if you put it in a rap
Don’t matter what you havin’ as long as your chin is up
Even if you’ve never ever really given up
Lookin’ at the map
Anything can happen if you put it in a rap
Don’t matter what you havin’ as long as your chin is up
Even if you’ve never ever really given up
Bustin’ freestyles with consonants, vowels
Everything that every single language can [?]
Every slang word, every noun, every verb
Every pen I’ve ever nibbled
Every lounge every verse was written in
Every ounce I’ve hidden
Since I’ve been back in [?] here with [?]
And that’s when we started to kill time
Not only killin’ it, were killin’ it in rhymes
