Radamiz 1 Crown (feat. I.O.D, Kidaf, Oswin Benjamin & Latasha Alcindor)
[Intro: FifthGod]
[Chorus: Radamiz]
First they gon' love your style
Then they gon' hate your soul
First they gon' love your style
Then they gon' hate your soul
But you my son from sun up to sun down
From Bucktown to Uptown
Humble kid don't give a f..ck now
Getting nervous, there's only 1 CROWN
You gon have to give me my space man x4
[Verse 1: Radamiz]
I plays rocks paper scissors
With the locked, grave or singer lifestyle
This LP shows how to the Kill-the mike now
They still popping Hector Morejon's and killing Mike Browns
Still gon' ride the braless Benzo and make my mom's proud
This for my roots, plus the truth never needed believers
Keep goals in a bulletproof, spit holy Aquafina
This that gospel in the middle of a brothel, tested
Feds tryna turn my fire to a fossil, never
Break bread with the black Gods and baby buddhas
Being you was my past job, but now I'm truer
At retail selling Sunnei and soul searching
Discussing the infinite with coworkers
Understanding that we're all perfect
I feel like Jaden Smith
I know like my whole life is changing while yall playing this
I really paid for this
Now watching the seeds I planted grow's my orgasm
Tell homeless people I love em whenever when I walk past em
Those weren't losses, they just mountains
Hungry, never thirsty while ya'll drowning
Allergic to your doubting
While ya'll car shop retiring I'm reviving the feeling
Keep smoke out my nostrils and gold by my pendant
Wu Tang's for the children, Mogul Club's for the infants
I've been milly rocking for 44 days on top of pyramids
So if the noise ain't bout my circle, its f..ck you
The pussy that birthed you and the Trojan you burst through
[Chorus: Radamiz]
First they gon' love your style
Then they gon' hate your soul
First they gon' love your style
Then they gon' hate your soul
But you my son from sun up to sun down
From Bucktown to Uptown
Humble kid don't give a f..ck now
Getting nervous, there's only 1 CROWN
You gon have to give me my space man x4
[Verse 2: I.O.D]
I lay my lines just so you can breath it in
I been a human but don't know what's a human being
We go to Barney's so we can play pretend
I wish I wish with all my heart to fly without a pen
Without a care without a fear of what's to come
I call my niggas, "Sun (son)"
Cause you can shed your light on us but all you do is run
I know I got the Midas touch when writing up a pun
Dun da dum dum, we only just begun
And I can see the end
Sad crow memento
But Ima be a king
Man there's only 1 CROWN
Sun up till sun down, I grind like boards, am I so bored?
Many fools count chickens 'fore they cluck
Dollars 'fore they buck, these bullets 'fore the duck
But not us, you got us? We polished in the coliseum
Please believe in my reflection is 3M
Gold dreams, please no DMs
Need sun, they try to take my freedom, I go Liam
Preeing up in the PM, I'm peeing up in the John
See narcoleptic shit, so I don't really see 'em
I'm in my REM, and cougars wanna sleep
Cause the Freddy Kruger heat and I'm screaming out
"Carpe Diem!"
Dayum, you really got this fly
With lines over FL and not ask Y
[Verse 3: Kidaf]
Nothing is something and something is nothin'
If you ain't getting back tomorrow then why is you frontin?
My brother told me that you got to play it cool
Cause there's always someone out to get it too
So I be on the move
Forever more amidst a life of stress
In the darkness we adjust the light, just to light the sess
Am I cheefin? For me niggas will pack lead meaning I'm never falling like a crackhead leanin'
I know you seen it before
Smooth cuties on corners and blue bus seats if the fool trust me I trust them and the tool touch me
"These cops is too touchy" my mamma said as I left
I put on my coat, told her "I'm blessed" and then I stepped
Heard a couple sirens the silence and then I'm vex
Cuz they sounds, they be killing the vibe that's in my chest
I'm going thru pitfalls but yo it ain't shit y'all
Ain't looking for no drama just a cent in my tip jar but
Is it king shit?
The block still sling shit
The strings lift, the puppets f..ck it pop pills sing spit
I'm waiting
Inspiration is shedding somebody's shell
Dead in somebody's cell
Your heavens somebody's hell
It's inner vision
Live for like or you in it bitchin
Just know this isn't just bible recitals with no religion
Just go and listen
My coalition peep the cold cases
And see the whole nation on a need to know basis
What it is?
[Bridge: FifthGod]
[Verse 4: Oswin Benjamin]
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[Verse 5: Latasha Alcindor]
Above all you gon love my style
But best believe Imma keep my soul
And because of that, city want it
Asking when I'm coming back
Finally I'm getting blow international
America coming
"I always known, L.A. Been Rap Neo and Leeloo"
But two years ago saying L.A. was so so
F..ck you mean I'm so so?!
This is tundra to the core
Froze a hater to the pore
Hunger Strike mode
Birthright be the flow
Umbilical cord to the mic my Lord
Seeing my mental get mantel
Now be sure or be bistro
Everything I do is straight up for the hijo
Nigga trying to level up without having cheat code
Paid my dues what the f..ck else I gotta show , huh?