Good Night

King Los

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    [Hook:]
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
    The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys

    [Verse 1: Fat Trel]
    I was born broke but I'm a rich nigga
    So it's night night to them bitch niggas
    Glock small but the clip bigger,
    Got 30 shots for them snitch niggas
    Roll with who I grow with
    It's over with when that stove lit
    Ditch the low we need mo' bricks
    Then we switch the hoes and take mo' trips
    Mo licks equals mo chips, so young yes so rich
    Go get who you wanna get
    Jus don't bullshit when that 4 spit
    Bus a nuts in that hoe bitch
    She pop a pill and take the whole dick
    Me and her left the dealership never tell who I'm rollin with
    I'm DC northeast tatted hoe
    Lots of money you can add it hoe
    Place the dick with them pussy lips
    Put it to sleep and you can have the hoe
    Ride with Los and a older smoke
    Backseat full of heat you think beef is sweet
    East street may sb but I keep me a killer from southeast
    Ride out never hide out that 4-5 take eyes out
    You pay the plug with the pies out
    Police behind you when you ride out
    You hot nigga jus stop nigga
    Never try to shop no block nigga
    You should move n kill your goons
    And try to find a new spot nigga

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    [Verse 2: Skarr Akbar]
    Look,
    They tell me that my existence of scriptures hasnt been written
    If there's a cure for being terrific I overdosed on that prescription
    I am so determined like a german in the trenches
    No nazi, jus aki, I'm blessed to be this gifted
    I'm so optimistic my pivot changes postions
    Went from standin in the distance n now I'm so close sittin
    Picasso could'ntpaint a picture this vivid
    Draw my feet in giant shoes and walked till I could fit em
    What have you come to witness is a fighter in great fitness
    Who broke all baracades and hopped the tallest fences
    What I write in my composition will conquer all competition
    Yes my theory and logic got mixed in with comprehension
    I'm relentless I share no forgivness
    God forgives and I don't, see you will and I won't
    Real as a speculation anger mixed with your hatred
    That's planted a mental tumor and admiration of greatness
    Ammunations outrageous the animositys ageless
    Animal instinct becomes annual and contagious
    Hate me because I made it, love me because I didn't
    Kill me for being real and applaud me because I finish
    Pull me because I'm winnin, or diss me because I'm distint
    Because I am the difference of talent I'm cold gifted
    Maybe I'm jus the sickest unorthodox when I write
    So I low to bed mourn and so long to my goodnight

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Los]
    Yo when son black out the sun black out
    When I go in I don't come back out
    I'm too cold to exist I could sun the moon
    Then moon the sun solar eclipse I,
    Dismissin the meannest niggas in a minutes time
    Dispensin the sickest venom from a killers mind
    Catch a body on the track like a marathon
    Run and stumble then my fuckin arms at the finish line
    They call me mr take another nigga bitch and break her
    Penetrate her then eliminate her jus to get the paper
    If peter piper picked a pepper than she better pay the piper
    If I pipe her I could pimp her or sophisticate her
    You bring her down but my swag on elevator
    She jus wanna get down cause I elevate her
    Damn homie what you squaking about cause I'm all in your spouse
    While you on the couch staring at the wall in your house
    Ye she love to hum my songs
    Cause she only listen to em when my balls in her mouth
    Ouch, what type of G am I, rappers o.d, tmi
    Well tell your bm don't dm me, cause I'm in a bm, epmd
    She d'in me and said G you fly, you drive me crazy like a dui
    Skarr scoop me up and we flew bye
    Trel came through with atleast two guys
    You gon run this G with my G's to ma
    Nuttin but a G up in these 2 eyes
    Guess that's the penalty to be too fly
    Bitch niggas don't wanna see you fly
    Laugh now cry later when I squeeze you lot
    And I won't stop hittin till I see you die, GOODNIGHT

    The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
    The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
    The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
    The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
    The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys

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    Composición: King Los

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