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Kon Psychedelic - Ppfk Lyrics



Kon Psychedelic - Ppfk Lyrics
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Kon
+
Psy
+
Quit acting like y'all don't know why
+
Past
+
Present
+
Futch
+
Kon
+
PPFK
+
This that shit you ain't never heard before
+
Kon
+
You see this Hate ain't gon' kill me
+
This Smoke ain't gon' kill me
+
These Bottles ain't gon' kill me
+
But my Past, damn it will kill
+
Tryna run past my past, I pass some cash to my past
+
Throw a deal at his face, Nah he won't take that
+
Could see me begging for my future I could not fake that
+
Been on mah ass since '99' so I could not make rap
+
Hey, now picture this, now we shoulder to shoulder
+
Hey, past is a foe, so this beef ain't over
+
I love the way you look at me, the way that you smile
+
You got me feelin' like a villain coppin' plea in a trial
+
You been a ghost, you been an enemy, you scary lookin' animal
+
Abomination, my creation, walking mirror, cannibal
+
I cannot sleep, I cannot eat, I cannot be a wannabe
+
The wannabe is gonna need a lot of motivation
+
A caucasian, coz his part ain't done
+
Not the black ones in my phone
+
Not the brownies back at home
+
Hey why you front of me now
+
I thought you'd be runnin' by now
+
Still runnin' yo mouth
+
You knock me down, I get up somehow
+
You knock again, I smile again
+
Right in your face, rewriting my fate
+
I smile again, knocking your hate
+
I'm writing lyrics, my middle finger up for the critiques
+
Coz they too quick to predict, coz my lyrics ain't pretty
+
Youtube videos man in it, they see the button they hit it
+
Mr. Sez for the beats did it without not with it
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
I got my past and my present and my future in the same room
+
Gotta act harsh, this is Akash, now lemme go ahead pick
+
Now, like a student and a teacher relationship
+
I throw around my weight, am I late? I should think quick
+
Got a thick whip with spikes on, not a mace ball
+
Straight outta jeans, now face me, your face first
+
Lemme hit you, this is not Steve A-O-K-I
+
This is Kon Psy homemade pastry, blow in your face
+
Now did you like the taste
+
It's kinda setback, past step forth, hefty pig your breath short
+
Your the tick in my toe, blood-sucking my torso
+
I win that tic-tac-toe when I leave Triple XXX zone
+
Stinky-piggy-rag clothes, you got a face of an immigrant
+
In my life, no entrance, reject you like you traveling
+
Officer Kon Psy mothalova, invalid passport
+
Jack my smile and hack my life, invalid passcode
+
Present you come in, past you f*ck out from back door
+
Future-future, you stay where you are, act like mah backbone
+
Gotta present for my present
+
I gotta present for my present, look at where am I standing now
+
Still relevant to Hip-Hop, haters offended now
+
All my life dependent on, on my past like hunee sing
+
Resting on his laurels, people ain't it a funny thing
+
For me, life was a pickle that my Mom didn't make
+
Mixing past, present and future, this a puzzle self-made
+
Hey all my life there was a drizzle of that pain-filled rain
+
Now, what is life? this was a riddle to me until I was 28
+
Plenty weight, on my shoulders, Mama all my planning failed
+
Relationship with my father that still is a pending case
+
You was with me present, weren't you with me in my healthy days
+
Hit me in the head like hey what you doing stop that K
+
Wouldn't even stop me, watching me doing that Gangsta shit
+
Didn't even nudge me when you heard 'em calling me KP
+
By standing bastard, now front of me you act tough
+
Should have been a truce between my past and my future
+
Like a tutor asking both of 'em to get along like 2 kids
+
Mumbai-Delhi swag shit
+
Nothern-Southern hate shit
+
Like Biggie befriending Tupac
+
Hindu-Muslim Ek shit
+
Let's f*ck it now, I'm done spittin' time to swallow Wiz
+
Present STFU now, Futch make sho they listenin'
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Na-na-na-na-na, I'm not done yet
+
Y'all thought y'all can count me out
+
Like I ain't a part of this shit
+
Like I ain't go hard for this shit
+
I was the start to this game
+
There is no end to this game
+
This game without me is like a Gun without 'em bullets
+
Y'all better count me in before I count y'all out
+
Married to the Game mothalovars
+
I put a Red Dot on her head
+
Kon Psy
+
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English

Kon
+
Psy
+
Quit acting like y'all don't know why
+
Past
+
Present
+
Futch
+
Kon
+
PPFK
+
This that shit you ain't never heard before
+
Kon
+
You see this Hate ain't gon' kill me
+
This Smoke ain't gon' kill me
+
These Bottles ain't gon' kill me
+
But my Past, damn it will kill
+
Tryna run past my past, I pass some cash to my past
+
Throw a deal at his face, Nah he won't take that
+
Could see me begging for my future I could not fake that
+
Been on mah ass since '99' so I could not make rap
+
Hey, now picture this, now we shoulder to shoulder
+
Hey, past is a foe, so this beef ain't over
+
I love the way you look at me, the way that you smile
+
You got me feelin' like a villain coppin' plea in a trial
+
You been a ghost, you been an enemy, you scary lookin' animal
+
Abomination, my creation, walking mirror, cannibal
+
I cannot sleep, I cannot eat, I cannot be a wannabe
+
The wannabe is gonna need a lot of motivation
+
A caucasian, coz his part ain't done
+
Not the black ones in my phone
+
Not the brownies back at home
+
Hey why you front of me now
+
I thought you'd be runnin' by now
+
Still runnin' yo mouth
+
You knock me down, I get up somehow
+
You knock again, I smile again
+
Right in your face, rewriting my fate
+
I smile again, knocking your hate
+
I'm writing lyrics, my middle finger up for the critiques
+
Coz they too quick to predict, coz my lyrics ain't pretty
+
Youtube videos man in it, they see the button they hit it
+
Mr. Sez for the beats did it without not with it
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, I kill 'em all
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
I got my past and my present and my future in the same room
+
Gotta act harsh, this is Akash, now lemme go ahead pick
+
Now, like a student and a teacher relationship
+
I throw around my weight, am I late? I should think quick
+
Got a thick whip with spikes on, not a mace ball
+
Straight outta jeans, now face me, your face first
+
Lemme hit you, this is not Steve A-O-K-I
+
This is Kon Psy homemade pastry, blow in your face
+
Now did you like the taste
+
It's kinda setback, past step forth, hefty pig your breath short
+
Your the tick in my toe, blood-sucking my torso
+
I win that tic-tac-toe when I leave Triple XXX zone
+
Stinky-piggy-rag clothes, you got a face of an immigrant
+
In my life, no entrance, reject you like you traveling
+
Officer Kon Psy mothalova, invalid passport
+
Jack my smile and hack my life, invalid passcode
+
Present you come in, past you f*ck out from back door
+
Future-future, you stay where you are, act like mah backbone
+
Gotta present for my present
+
I gotta present for my present, look at where am I standing now
+
Still relevant to Hip-Hop, haters offended now
+
All my life dependent on, on my past like hunee sing
+
Resting on his laurels, people ain't it a funny thing
+
For me, life was a pickle that my Mom didn't make
+
Mixing past, present and future, this a puzzle self-made
+
Hey all my life there was a drizzle of that pain-filled rain
+
Now, what is life? this was a riddle to me until I was 28
+
Plenty weight, on my shoulders, Mama all my planning failed
+
Relationship with my father that still is a pending case
+
You was with me present, weren't you with me in my healthy days
+
Hit me in the head like hey what you doing stop that K
+
Wouldn't even stop me, watching me doing that Gangsta shit
+
Didn't even nudge me when you heard 'em calling me KP
+
By standing bastard, now front of me you act tough
+
Should have been a truce between my past and my future
+
Like a tutor asking both of 'em to get along like 2 kids
+
Mumbai-Delhi swag shit
+
Nothern-Southern hate shit
+
Like Biggie befriending Tupac
+
Hindu-Muslim Ek shit
+
Let's f*ck it now, I'm done spittin' time to swallow Wiz
+
Present STFU now, Futch make sho they listenin'
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
I kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
Now kill 'em all, kill 'em all at once, man kill 'em all
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Past stupid, Futch stupid, Present stupid
+
Now that's a stupid crew
+
Now Hip-Hop is what I'm choosing, time to prove it
+
Now that's a spooky truth
+
Na-na-na-na-na, I'm not done yet
+
Y'all thought y'all can count me out
+
Like I ain't a part of this shit
+
Like I ain't go hard for this shit
+
I was the start to this game
+
There is no end to this game
+
This game without me is like a Gun without 'em bullets
+
Y'all better count me in before I count y'all out
+
Married to the Game mothalovars
+
I put a Red Dot on her head
+
Kon Psy
+
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Akash Chaturvedi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed by: Kon Psychedelic
Language: English
Length: 5:05
Written by: Akash Chaturvedi
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