
The Colosseum A-Villa (Ft. Big K.R.I.T., Inspectah Deck & Termanology)
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[Produced by A-Villa]
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young Krizzle that nigga they never rule out
Goin' forward, hit like Thor, what movin' you 'bout?
Lot of niggas claimin' MC's won't stand the test of time
Thank God I was blessed to rhyme the way that would reflect the shine
Lights on the southern country folk
Know they hatin' when I'm bassin', knockin' pots up off their porch
Window tinted, got me hidden, creepin', crawlin' like a float
Or parade, grippin' grain and chariots on them spokes
Spartacus couldn't spar with us, true gladiators
I had concubines way before I had paper
Tryna live in high rises, Mount Olympus krill
This ain't even my spot, it's just some simple shit
Got a couple Medusas that keep me rock hard
These niggas optical illusions, they are not stars
If it ain't that GQ then it's not ours
Fuck that bullshit, bitch, I'm 'bout war
Hope you're 'bout yours
[Hook: Scratches]
I'm one man against the world
Remember this forever
The king of my kingdom
Bring it to 'em raw
Ready for war
That's how you bring it
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young Krizzle that nigga they never rule out
Goin' forward, hit like Thor, what movin' you 'bout?
Lot of niggas claimin' MC's won't stand the test of time
Thank God I was blessed to rhyme the way that would reflect the shine
Lights on the southern country folk
Know they hatin' when I'm bassin', knockin' pots up off their porch
Window tinted, got me hidden, creepin', crawlin' like a float
Or parade, grippin' grain and chariots on them spokes
Spartacus couldn't spar with us, true gladiators
I had concubines way before I had paper
Tryna live in high rises, Mount Olympus krill
This ain't even my spot, it's just some simple shit
Got a couple Medusas that keep me rock hard
These niggas optical illusions, they are not stars
If it ain't that GQ then it's not ours
Fuck that bullshit, bitch, I'm 'bout war
Hope you're 'bout yours
[Hook: Scratches]
I'm one man against the world
Remember this forever
The king of my kingdom
Bring it to 'em raw
Ready for war
That's how you bring it
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