Correction Lyrics Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See - Freestyle by King Los

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Yoyoo
King Los, look
Look, when it comes to the propaganda
Its easily read and tied
But I wear it like Pac bandana
Now how that supposed to be red?
If it was tied to the Pac bandana being over your head
Cause I [?]
Bet a bandana ill rap a circle around your head for getting me twisted
And I’m not fronting
Pac wore his knot in the front
Not for nothing I had dream that n***a hopped in my truck
Now I ain't never had an option for luck
I told him sit anywhere you want my n***a just not in the front
He said 'whats the reason'
I ain't got one, but in my mind I was thinking how when n***as sit up front and we call it shotgun
In my hood itching for chicken get you fried young
And pitching bake perfect will never win you a Cy Young
My city like a Rubix cube
Either you moving them squares or flipping over them colors getting ya block spun
F**k all the shine I’d rather have all the grind
If I lend you my watch, I never'll call it mine
Now if you don’t give it back that’s where I draw the line
And in more than one way you'll be living on borrowed time
N***as know how I’m finna come
You gone be telling ya war stories and I be trying to turn this b*t*h into one
Do ya dogs dirty and don't get no fleas
I kiss all the cheerleaders and don’t miss no 3s
If my bloods lactose they don’t get no cheese
But my cuz stay invest I know crypto keys
I don’t rap how I clutch the 9 and sh*t fold
Your n***as airbrush them lines and get bold
How a status such as mine can get trolled
When every time I hear you bust this rhyme, I flip modes
And never been a time I focused and don’t grab it
If you ain't a living legend you bogus and don’t have it
Our ancestors could see the future that’s when they studied me
Then went back and wrote it on stone tablets
You n***as is a moment in time I am infinince compartmentalized into components of rhyme
But you pop and you lit you ballsy you fly
No, you gobbling d**k you garbage you high
It’s a pyramid scheme with the vision at the top and when you n***as try angles you fall, and you die
It’s a pyramid scheme I’m the vision at the top and you can only try angles you all seeing eye
My name rings something like Saturn
I run laps around whole planets cause I study light patterns
My flow leave them flustered for days and that’s just a light angle
Like I sunned em with crepuscular rays, f**k did I say?
N***as be believing the hype
If I ain't seeing what you saying I’m trying to see it tonight
They making comments but I’m beaming with light
Cause a real rock star don’t give a f**k what the media write
It’s my dark side of the moon flow
Portal door with a loophole
Energy meeting matter then formulating a new soul
Be honest any nothing beyond us when I was a buck 34 thought I could be Giannis Antetokounmpo

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