Now that I'm back on my top shelf shit
Niggas throwing daps
Bows with your bitch
Pounds at the crib, I'mma get it off
Pals in the 6, got me when I call
I just want all
Audemars watch
Armoured cars
Bape camp on uh
Art of war uh
Start a war uh
Dots on your dome and brains on the floor
Violent there's something inside of me
Demons, I'm tryna get rid of them
Telling me murder the enemy
Murder the ops and affiliates
How did my mind get so venomous
Snakes round me, the hate round me
Growing up broke and rebellious
Fake round me, they stay round me
I can not fuck with you idiots
Had to move powder for shoes
Chris what's the matter with you
Look I ain't got an hour to lose
Had to move powder and dank
War-ready why would I wait
Walking I'm fly like a cape
Negative energy in em
I'm feeling the hate, what can they do anyway
As long as I'm doing my thing I'm straight huh
Ryder like PAC back in 96’
Humble for what everybody switched
Now I stay low key anonymous
Problem is I don't give fuck bout none of this
Summon him, best gave my money I want it in hundreds
How could you hate man I kept it a hunnid
Now I'm flowing like a slitted wrist
Running emo with it in the winter wind is where a nigga learned how to get a win
Ghetto rock, Led Zeppelin
Coming ridin round with the ventolin
Shotgun got the pump on me, get beheaded niggas
I'm your nemesis, I’m a real boy, you a replicate
I wanted peace of love but niggas heckling
Sneak dissing, keep your messages,
keep your advice you were never rich
Special cloth to the pedestrian
This for my predators
We go through hell just to penny pinch
As long as we getting it uh yeah
Long as we getting it uh yeah
Aye,
Throwing bows and leaving hematomas
Anybody want it, coming on my lonely
Deuce will cook your noodle, bake your macaroni
Married to the money, holy matrimony
Route of all evil, my GPS
Ridin’ dirty niggas, devious
Speeding, got PAC in my CD deck
All of my licks getting easier, easier
Now I'm flowing like a mac bussin’
Niggas lack luster
Niggas biting flows
Those were last summers
All my new shit is like two bricks
I'm getting new deals and a fat stomach
I need two meals
Red bottom on my boo heels
Red thong I turned to Dru Hill
Ain't no ass dropping and her boobs real
That's a bad bitch
I know mad niggas who do kill
Run up on your whip
And get your roof peeled, duck nuke and nigga momma duke still
That's two kills, that's fucked up
Leveled up, getting my bucks up, niggas still hating but what's up
Come and they gonna get dusted
Been like this way from the womb, ridin’ my wave, my shit a monsoon
When I die put everything in my tomb
When I die put everything in my tomb
I’mma be straight
I’mma be straight
I’mma be straight
I’mma be straight
Kris the $pirit is coming into his own. The young, prolific, headstrong rapper is ready to take over the Northern hip-hop
scene. After building a name for himself over the past 5 years as half of beloved hip-hop duo The Posterz, the rap artist is finally gearing up to release some long-anticipated solo material....more
Produced on the MPC1000, “Nosthaigia” documents time spent in Thailand via regional music. Available here in an exclusive color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024
