King Kong, Part A

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
I'm just doin' me, I'm just doin' me, huh, yeah
I'm on the right team, I might cop a ring, huh, yeah
I'ma beat my chest, just call me King Kong, yeah
I'ma beat the rest 'cause they takin' long

[Verse 1]
I do not compromise, no, wit' all these other guys, yeah
I'm just livin' life, 'cause God is on my side
And if He by my side, there ain't no one in sight, huh
Who can take my life, 'cause, bro, I never die (Grr-aah!)
I might mess around and drop a EP, huh, yeah
I ain't from this world, so call me E.T., huh, yeah
Then they gotta see what God just put in me, huh, yeah
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I'm like "Ay, Bendito", huh, flow de Jesucristo, huh
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I can't dip in salsa, uh, spicy, like sriracha, huh
[?] viva, uh, [?]
I do not go [?], not poppin' some beans, I've been saved by the cross, yeah
Woah, all these rappers, they [?] heart, but they really just soft, yeah (You a softie)
All that they doin' is flaunt all they money and cars and they luxuries often
All of your sanity's lost in confusin' they chaos in coffins, uh, uh
Told you, I'm just doin' me, uh-huh
Used to be blind, but I see, uh-huh, I'm [?], uh-huh
Cheese, cheese, cheddar cheese, hop out the car then I sneeze (Achoo!)
I guess that they sign is not Linus, gon' minus my car, 'cause I'm not here to please, yeah, yeah ([?])
God gave me the wave, I'ma ride it (I'ma ride it)
God gave me the bars, I'ma write 'em (I'ma write 'em)
Bible is my proof and it is cited (Man, it's cited)
MLA format, how you like it, huh (Brrr)
Hop in the whip and it's red, man, like the blood that He shed
Cuttin' the grass, they just shed, mm, I had to work for my bread ([?])
Hope that catchin' my lingo, uh, ain't no free space like it's bingo, uh (Bingo)
Double up, that's a bilingual, uh, shoutout to all of my people, huh, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm just doin' me, I'm just doin' me, huh, yeah
I'm on the right team, I might cop a ring, huh, yeah
I'ma beat my chest, just call me King Kong, yeah
I'ma beat the rest 'cause they takin' long

[Verse 2]
Ayy, ayy, I was just sellin' God's chicken, cookin' it up in the kitchen
20/20 wit' a vision, ain't afraid of no wicked
Not a chicken, ain't the victim, I got a permit, I'm driven for the Son that has risen
I am behind all the bars that I'm rappin', but I ain't talkin' no prison, uh
I'm on a pay-grade, I don't need bigger pay
Worked at Chick-fil-A, wasn't cuttin' that GPA, wasn't cuttin' it-
They like, "Hey, wear that sweatshirt", [?] rip like a Beyblade (Beyblade)
I've got the keys, ain't talkin' no valet, keep me on point, just it's ballet
I need it right away, uh, I got the right-away, uh (Right now)
I'm 'onna ride away, uh, and you're gonna ride the wave (Skrrt)
Listen, bro, I'm 'onna ride away
Listen, yo, and you're gonna ride the wave
I'm like "Ooh-ooh, I'm 'onna need you to mo-ove"
Man, I got somethin' to pro-ove, I see the heavens and it got a really nice view, ooh (Yessir)
"Ain't that the fat kid who dress nice and rap nice
Has a cool brand for a low price, but 'ove all that, can love Christ?"
Uh, yeah, that's me- hello!
Just doin' me, you know? Yeah, I'm just doin' me! (You a softie)