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The Crown
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Koan Kenpachi
Koan Kenpachi
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Sims
Tyrone Sims
Songwriter
Sean Carey
Sean Carey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Koan Kenpachi
Koan Kenpachi
Producer
Sean Carey
Sean Carey
Producer
Erin Brazley
Erin Brazley
Producer
Gabriel Velasco
Gabriel Velasco
Recording Engineer
Misha Kachkachishvili
Misha Kachkachishvili
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's Daily Bread nigga get this money and stay high Koan spit the rap styles freaky like hentai And I don't come alone homie multiple ninji One body one soul but a multiple split mind That's right I come equipped with that shit you just can't fuck wit Deuces, trippin out off this dab and them juices Exclusive rights to killing Mics I stay bloody Run up in yo shit like cuddy with the play money Uno bring you a colder winter than Juno Slicing rappers thin as prosciutto But you knew though I crush all matter in any manner of rap style Get smacked down respect the Crown niggas I drown you Scoundrel you was already dead the moment I found you Escuchen, you ain't ready for what we producing Neva elusive I'm in yo grill with direct flows Death blows nothing death to all of you assholes Daily Bread we bring it home masters of this microphone Kenpachi never run in a battle nigga let's get it on Cut you till yo spirit gone You ain't never made a song I'm spittin you still sittin wishing a nigga put you on, deuces One and I'm back with impactful rap styles Hostile keep a black heart like a Rothschild Bow down I'm a ruler from centuries passed down Supreme being, you the equivalent of a bad child Bat down smacked around and manhandled You shook now passed around and ass vandaled Don't look now the crown get down look how I shoot it You bust down and dumb ass clowns get executed Never with the bullshit burning down ya pulpit The koan I keep flowing and blowing y'all to fuckin bits Never will I take a sack never will I fall back Kenpachi I'm never sloppy stopping you like a heart attack Hold up homie lemme thicken the plot We can roll up yo his resting spot yeah that's hot Skratch get the speakers and meet us up at the front door Pronto we crank it to twenty and we let go You get smoked and toasted body bagged and roasted I'm so explosive in my psychosis mode Koan cleaning em rap styles supremium You ain't even a medium nigga yo styles shmedium Yeah so now ya know what it's hittin for One and two coming together nigga Vegeeto Rap needs saving we gave them another hero Daily bread fam and we cutting niggss to zero, Crown
Writer(s): Tyrone Sims Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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