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Stop playin (King Koff) Redux

[Intro] Ooh yeah, yeah... King Koff. Aaah-hem. Yeah. Stop playin’ with me. --- [Verse 1] Okay, King Koff, lit up like a smog beam, So toxic even my shadow need a Hazmat team. Scrub that Pokécoin till the Rocket chain sparkle, Dirty money rinse clean in a Washer Rotom cycle. I’m that harmful. Banana-peel a trainer, leave him slipping through sludge, Captain Crunch attitude, still folded in the mud. I don’t act lit, fire internal, Smoke so loud that the clouds start reading my journal. Concrete catch a purple-bottom print, That’s what Poison Jab do. Another stain on the map, Another opp-ortunity too. World keep spinning, I keep mixing my dose, Got a bad little potion-maker keeping me close. When I was under pressure, y’all went ghost, Gastly-laughing from the back while I carried the most. Now I’m searching for my mind, But that chapter still missing. Changed my whole forecast, Acid rain in the vision. Baby, stop playing games with me, I ain’t the one to lie to. One wrong step, I might Toxic Spikes the ground beside you. --- [Hook] Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Clock ticking slow, But the threat move quickly. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. You think it’s game time? Nah. It’s grave time. Stop playin’ with me. I don’t need air time, I am the whole flight. I don’t need spotlight, I am the low light. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. King Koff in the room? Better act like you heard me. --- [Verse 2] I was running from my demons, Then that’s who I crashed into. Closed both eyes, Saw my HP flash blue. Woke up mad like, “Who green-lit the reboot?” I hate surprises, I’d rather be the reason they confuse you. They love to hate. I hate to love. Our typings never match, Ain’t no sync between us. Cold flame sitting in my conscience, Goodbye just hello to the silence. Paid ’em no mind, My mind too priceless. Straight jacket fit? Nah, that’s just crisis designer. Shhh... I just look like this. Don’t compare me. Your shade so weak That it low-key flatter me. They’d rather hide in a fort night and day Before they step to King Koff And get carried away. I’ve been a monster since the incubator, Been a problem since beta. Sticky situation, I’m Ariados and the web maker. They say, “To be or not to be?” I said, “Cool. I’ll poison you later.” --- [Hook] Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Clock ticking slow, But the threat move quickly. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. You think it’s game time? Nah. It’s grave time. Stop playin’ with me. I don’t need air time, I am the whole flight. I don’t need spotlight, I am the low light. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. King Koff in the room? Better act like you heard me. --- [Bridge] Ooh... I don’t act lit. I’m wired wrong. High-wire life With the sirens on. Red carpet on concrete, Sludge Wave mosaic. Ugly little masterpiece. Beautifully toxic. World keep turning, I keep turning with it. Brain doing backflips, Still I land every pivot. Times changed. Koff didn’t. Badge never flipped. R still stitched in. --- [Verse 3] I’ve been feeling like a killer since diapers, Tiny titan, bad wiring. Been a hitter since minors, Breaking Gyms, still smiling. Sticky-icky like an Ariados spider, Web full of rot. “To be or not to be?” I’m both, bitch, and everything you’re not. I’m in the building like the interior designer, Rearranging the structure. You in your feelings, I’m in position, Turning pressure into rupture. I change my mind like weather systems, Cerebral combat, Brain full of static, But the aim stay locked at. You wanted normal? Wrong villain. You wanted mercy? Wrong feeling. You wanted smoke? Now the whole room coughing And the ceiling started peeling. I don’t chase approval. I don’t beg for respect. I just walk in toxic And leave with a check. So baby, stop playin’. Do I look like I’m playin’ with you? Nah. --- [Final Hook] Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. Clock ticking slow, But the threat move quickly. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. You think it’s game time? Nah. It’s grave time. Stop playin’ with me. I don’t need air time, I am the whole flight. I don’t need spotlight, I am the low light. Stop playin’ with me. Stop playin’ with me. King Koff in the room? Better act like you heard me. --- [Outro] King Koff. Still toxic. Still wired wrong. Still Rocket. R’s up.