kings - Nafla

Call myself anything I want

Yup yup I’m getting cake I know

다른 곳에 자라 다른 flow

Spittin' flame in my fuckin' studio

진짜를 줄 테니 먹어 pronto

마이크 앞에서 언제든지 keep goin'

Kings stay alive kings never die

타고 올라가지

오늘도 저 구름 위로

매일 하는 작업 I be on my grind

Drop another 16 한눈팔면 올라가

LA 도시 해가 떠야 집에 가

날개를 달아서 위에서 다 내려봐

Call myself a king call myself a God

한국 힙합 열쇠는 내 손에 거머쥔

나로 인해 연결 됐어 마치 거미줄

다 삼키러 왔어 with my homie 들 42

하늘엔 구름이 가득히 찼어 make it rain

계속 잘하고 있어

다들 몰라봤을 때

난 올바른 태도

네 귀를 발전시키네

숨 쉴 수 없지

죽은 듯 있어 내가 올 땐

I don’t bang not a gang

I ain’t 50 Cent

허나 내 혓바닥이 총 push bang bang

Mc들 내 앞에서 랩 fuckin' up again

Not again not again

Fuckin' not again

Call myself anything I want

Yup yup I’m getting cake I know

다른 곳에 자라 다른 flow

Spittin' flame in my fuckin' studio

진짜를 줄 테니 먹어 pronto

마이크 앞에서 언제든지 keep goin'

Kings stay alive kings never die

타고 올라가지

오늘도 저 구름 위로

24시간 hustle 난 작업해

Price gotta pay order me some cake

Yo I mediate then I levitate

혼자 했어 난 since I was like a 7th grade

가짜들은 수도 없이 multiply ey

Real ones die 아직 난 살아남았지만

내 위치 닿기에는 여전히 멀지 넌

착각하고 있지마

누가 봐도 이해가

I came to murder all the

Muthafukin' bitches

나 없인 힙합은 계속해 제자리

I kill shit 불났어 need an extinguisher

내 음악 들으면서 rollin up they swishers

No I don’t know what the

Fucks you doin'

난 전설이 되겠지 like Patrick Ewing

When I die

내 위에 돈을 묻어 when I die

Call myself anything I want

Yup yup I'm getting cake I know

Growing up in a different place, a different flow

Spittin' flame in my fuckin' studio

I'll give you the real thing, so eat it pronto

Always in front of the mic, keep goin'

Kings stay alive kings never die

ride up

Today above that cloud

Everyday work I be on my grind

Drop another 16

I go home when the sun rises in LA city

Put on your wings and look down from above

Call myself a king call myself a God

The key to Korean hip-hop is in my hands

You are connected because of me, like a spider's web

I came to swallow it all with my homies 42

The sky is full of clouds, make it rain

keep doing well

when everyone didn't know

i have the right attitude

develop your ears

can't breathe

It seems dead when I come

I don't bang not a gang

I ain't 50 Cent

But my tongue is a gun push bang bang

MCs rap in front of me, fuckin' up again

Not again not again

Fuckin' not again

Call myself anything I want

Yup yup I'm getting cake I know

Growing up in a different place, a different flow

Spittin' flame in my fuckin' studio

I'll give you the real thing, so eat it pronto

Always in front of the mic, keep goin'

Kings stay alive kings never die

ride up

Today above that cloud

24 hours hustle I work

Price gotta pay order me some cake

Yo I mediate then I levitate

I did it alone since I was like a 7th grade

Countless fakes multiply ey

Real ones die I still survived

You're still far from reaching my location

don't get me wrong

Anyone can understand

I came to murder all the

Muthafukin' bitches

Without me, hip-hop continues

I kill shit need an extinguisher

Rollin up they swishers while listening to my music

No I don't know what the

Fucks you doin'

I'll be a legend like Patrick Ewing

When I die

Bury money on me when I die