Kronkite Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah y'all. Yeah y'all. As we keep it game tight Respect the work ethic. Blow the kronkite. Proper etiquette Keepin' it technologically advanced for everybody. Exactly. Move on What y'all need? Check it out y'all. Phil Da Ag, what you gotta say? [Verse One] Periodically I flow a rap Odyssey That slaps you in the face and then accepts your apology P-H-I-L Da Agony Smoke more smoke than the smoke from your factory Accurately aimin' Top gamin' Phil Da Agony, I just had to throw the name in The lottery Lower your blood count like a phlebotomy Is that the Barbershop cats right there? Gotta be Seen 'em on Cressant Heights Just last week Brand new sneaks Spittin' game at the freaks Technique turntables spin I get my second wind to do it all over again For me and my friends Spit it, alcohol consumption Don't get the wrong assumption I ain't fucked up I'm always up to somethin' Even when I'm throwin' up I get and roll to Tri City Just another trait of my Likwit committee Eradicate the beat break and do whatever it takes Take money to make money but money come late Wet dog I catalog like the junkyard dog Jump back and smack you in your monkey ass mugg On the lake Puffin' blunts Canoein' Chillin' like a family reunion Just brewin' Scrimp on the barbie Vince Lombardi Hit you real harshly Sell you weed and give you parsley [Chorus: x2] Keep the game tight, Walter Cronkite Get up and rewrite and recite The key to the light Is simply keeping the game tight Every days and every night The darker the light Remarkable mics Three strikes [Verse Two] Yo, I used to roll wild, actin' wild, smokin' Black & Milds Now I roll with a pack of file snappin' crocodiles Agony Big bang theory Those who didn't want to hear me, cheer me Next year don't even come near me Secret societies All sorts of anxiety Police pullin' me over, they keep tryin' me Die Hard Jean Claude Tobacco distribution, rugged rhyme execution Twin turbo boostin' Axillary Silly of me to ask if you feelin' me Knowin' that I'm rockin' like I'm supposed to be Bitches standin' close to me Next to me Butterfly's in their stomachs off of ecstasy Wet pussies Legacies, legends, all time great Platinum plate Lovin' the way of my mind state Critical thinkin' Ink sinkin' Heat seekin' lyrics That follow y'all the first time you hear it Talk a big game, play a big one Even your own boys be like, "That nigga won" The undisputed champion Top notch contender Mind bender You caught up in an earthquake epicenter I spend a 100 dollars on Nikes While they give another million to Mike Somethin' just ain't right Phil Da Agony Fuck it everythings for free on me Y'all just keep rappin' about Gs While my craft/Kraft automatically gets the cheese My staff automatically squeeze on y'all wack MCs Perpendicular No in particular fix When I be searchin' ashtrays for vehicalar nicks Blitz Sack the quarterback The New World Order lacks Latinos and blacks I had to pay to get activation Now I'm on solo albums Makin' 'em sound like compilations Jason, Lawrence, Smith Smokin' spliff with E-Swift while I listen to the mix Pick of the first round draft Build with staff Your life is fucked up with no map [Chorus] [Outro] Phil Da Ag y'all. And I'm out of here Unprecedented. Rhymes I invented Cressant Heights. Check it out Barbershop material on Premeditated As the world spins on it's axis Things go...how they're supposed to be Phil Da Agony. And I'm out y'allThe Creators f/ Phil Da Agony - Kronkite - http://motolyrics.com/the-creators-f-phil-da-agony/kronkite-lyrics.html