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Kronkite
179
Hip-Hop/Rap
Kronkite was released on January 1, 2003 by Strong Arm Music as a part of the album Smokefest
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2003
LabelStrong Arm Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phil the Agony
Phil the Agony
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil the Agony
Phil the Agony
Composer

Lyrics

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? (Yo)
Periodically, I flow a rap Odyssey (what?)
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
Ayo, 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
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
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're 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, pllatinum plate
Lovin' the way of my mind state
Critical thinkin', ink sinkin' heat seeking lyrics
That follow y'all the first time you hear it
Talk a big game, play a bigger one
Even your own boys be like, "That **** won"
The undisputed champion, top-notch contender
Mind bender, you're caught up in an earthquake epicenter
I spend a hundred dollars on Nikes
While they give another million to Mike, somethin' just ain't right
Phil Da Agony, fuck it, every things for free on me
Y'all just keep rappin' about Gs
While my craft automatically gets the cheese
My staff automatically squeeze on y'all wack MCs
Perpendicular, no in particular fix
When I be searchin' ashtrays for vehicular 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
Ayo, 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
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
Phil Da Ag, y'all and I'm out of here
Unprecedented, rhymes I invented
Cressant Heights, check it out
Barbershop material (it's all premeditated)
As the world spins on its axis
Things go how they're supposed to be
Phil Da Agony, and I'm out, y'all
Written by: Phil the Agony
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