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The Elixir Video (MV)




Performed By: Khali
Length: 2:03
Written by: James Kollie




Khali - The Elixir Lyrics




I'll murder your favorite rapper, he probably just a big capper
I'm Rambo to ah attacker, had to son you, Cause you a Basterd
Step over you shake your hand and before I let you met your end

I heard the people at the top wanna see you climb
The people at the bottom wanna see you fall
This ain't Autumn but imma spring and blow like may-weather
Holy-field
Jab one jab right stick and move
I'm the professor, come get crossover

I mean name nigga a nice as this? Man
I ain't even hypen shit, I just think that I'm the shit

Had a lot of fake friends, ask me if they still my friends
Trynna cut king kunta's foot and you might catch a back hand

Word to KDOT That's how you pimp a butter fly
Hit them with Red dot and leave em with a black eye

Stay woke stay aware
Watch your third eye
Life ain't what it really seems to be
Check reality

Jesus please raise up all my streams
I need clout g, I been up down this town watching them crack jokes

I ain't no clown but I got a red nose
Rudolf piss off it's my time to shine
We was walking on water before it turned it wine

On third day she made my lord raise sucking my Jesus piece
Had to bend her over and crucify her like the Romans
Nail her hands down and have her hanging on this stick

Left some Easter eggs on face
Yeah I'm cracking yokes
Humpty Dumpty feel this load

Where your favorite rapper at?
Tell him imma swing my bat
He running like a little rat
Stop it with that mumble rap

I Wu Tang your brain
And kill you with a ghost face
Leave the methods mans
I'm on my dirty old shit

Elixir of life my pharmacy
Drink it Turn to alchemy
Khali got the prophecies
Speaking immortality

He rapping gold bars
Man he took it too far
Nah took he straight home

Now Run cause After I die and before I have to goodbye
You better Press play so my son can feel these vibes
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I'll murder your favorite rapper, he probably just a big capper
I'm Rambo to ah attacker, had to son you, Cause you a Basterd
Step over you shake your hand and before I let you met your end

I heard the people at the top wanna see you climb
The people at the bottom wanna see you fall
This ain't Autumn but imma spring and blow like may-weather
Holy-field
Jab one jab right stick and move
I'm the professor, come get crossover

I mean name nigga a nice as this? Man
I ain't even hypen shit, I just think that I'm the shit

Had a lot of fake friends, ask me if they still my friends
Trynna cut king kunta's foot and you might catch a back hand

Word to KDOT That's how you pimp a butter fly
Hit them with Red dot and leave em with a black eye

Stay woke stay aware
Watch your third eye
Life ain't what it really seems to be
Check reality

Jesus please raise up all my streams
I need clout g, I been up down this town watching them crack jokes

I ain't no clown but I got a red nose
Rudolf piss off it's my time to shine
We was walking on water before it turned it wine

On third day she made my lord raise sucking my Jesus piece
Had to bend her over and crucify her like the Romans
Nail her hands down and have her hanging on this stick

Left some Easter eggs on face
Yeah I'm cracking yokes
Humpty Dumpty feel this load

Where your favorite rapper at?
Tell him imma swing my bat
He running like a little rat
Stop it with that mumble rap

I Wu Tang your brain
And kill you with a ghost face
Leave the methods mans
I'm on my dirty old shit

Elixir of life my pharmacy
Drink it Turn to alchemy
Khali got the prophecies
Speaking immortality

He rapping gold bars
Man he took it too far
Nah took he straight home

Now Run cause After I die and before I have to goodbye
You better Press play so my son can feel these vibes
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Writer: James Kollie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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