Galactic Funk (feat. KinKai)

Kin, with a grin full of sin

And Mad Eye Moody's hip flask, full of gin

Half cup, still filled to the brim

Raised on my Bill, like Mandy and Grim

Two stepping, with a pigeon-toed ego

The best since George, and I still don't free throw

They say I'm Benny Hinn, when I hymn

Got a real smooth voice, but I still never sing

Yeah, gotta get back for setbacks

Step back, or you'll know where the ledge at

Head splat, this track here needs a jet pack

Kick ass style, D'Amico's can get that, check that

Blue Lab Beats, kin, we sketch that thin line

We draw jazz raps, and thread that, in time

This beat here knocks your head back

Kin's all caps, like Doom, get ya mask back

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Brother of Miriam, I part waves, like Moses

With flows, that I'm swimming in

My dark days, exposed the cold that we're living in

I float over doja smoke, to be chilling in

I'm close to folks, that toke for envision

And then, most broke, they go for broke, for A. Gideon

I've been exposed to loads of quotes, in my interims

So, now, I go from show to show, and I'm giving them hope

Got get-back, like Chiro's, Kai's home

This one here burst your light bulb

I know, this path here ain't for psychos

I, Rome, empire's here, in my dome

Side note, this one here made the sky fold

Disco balls, that might blind your eyeball

Kris flow, y'all should get your disciples

This one here's for DJ's and vinyls

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