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Kingpen
Hip-Hop/Rap
Kingpen was released on May 4, 2018 by SoHHL as a part of the album Kingpen
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AlbumKingpen
Release DateMay 4, 2018
LabelSoHHL
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Cole Ross
Ryan Cole Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cole Ross
Cole Ross
Producer

Lyrics

I wear my crown, Bic in hand, think big, how I'm bound, I stick to plan
Linked in like astounding businessmen, Kingpen, that's the sound I'm kicking damn
Last drop was a mound a missing gems, and they copped like Crown Vic because it sound sick
From the soundclick to the soundcloud, to them house crowds, so they down with
Lil Cole, I don't want fame with a life real low
No propane but my hype will blow, you can try to throw shade, but my light still glow, son
Dictation like a shogun, flow wavy like the ocean
I just be floating, coasting, up to the top I'm approaching I know, son
And I'm feeling like the bestkept secret, for that number one place I'ma keep it
Feeling high stakes like the Preakness, showing no weakness, showing no holes in my defense
Not with this bravado, Cole gon kick it like Cristiano
I'm seeing more bills than a Senate session, throw a middle finger up to Mitch McConnell
I, never thought that I would see consensus, I was, bedridden, beaten senseless
By my mental, cold, shaken, even breathless, helpless, swimming down deep in trenches like
Even where the scubas and the barracudas, feel terror too, yeah I could share it to ya
I was falling true, yeah, but I'm evolved and cooler, now I'm called a ruler, man hallelujah
The Kingpen, man halleluja, the Kingpen
Even where the scubas and the barracudas, feel terror too, yeah I could share it to ya
I was falling true, yeah, but I'm evolved and cooler, now I'm called a ruler, man hallelujah
Hallelujah, praise to father, and Jehova gave me armor, made it over
Made it farther, than I thought of, saved the heart of, rebel soldier, made me sharper
Raised the bar up, aiming higher, played the Carters, they inspired, made me stronger, gave me fire, made me Harder, gave me order, and I'm balling till named a starter
And I'm back and with a mission, spit facts and I'm snapping with conviction
Click clack, see these raps is like a Smith and Weston but relax just for a minute
No contract fax, I'm independent, on track here to maximize my limits
Cuz dad ain't metastasize and finish, I give thanks for that passion and forgiveness, man
Rest In Peace up to my Aunt Terry, Rest In Peace to my Aunty Ren
Rest In Peace to my uncle Don, man, to see their fate, it used to haunt me then
The next chapter, couldn't comprehend, but I'm back and I'm blessed, and I'm fresh in pursuit of this
Happiness, like I'm Will, to be real, there's just so much more than a flashy wrist
And I don't need a Rollie, or to drive a Lincoln, or the newest Js on to find my kingdom
Swapped bad thoughts with some higher thinking, I was mad lost, I was tired sinking down
Even where the scubas and the barracudas, feel terror too, yeah I could share it to ya
I was falling true, yeah, but I'm evolved and cooler, now I'm called a ruler, man hallelujah
The Kingpen, man halleluja, the Kingpen
Even where the scubas and the barracudas, feel terror too, yeah I could share it to ya
I was falling true, yeah, but I'm evolved and cooler, now I'm called a ruler, man hallelujah
Written by: Ryan Cole Ross
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