Love, Peace & Soul

Soul's Preaching

Studio (Late Night)

Lyrics:
Why the fuck you lying
Why you always lying
You know i know the truth
So Stop your fucking lying
Your lies are real dope
But its not even real close
You're making it hard for you,
Now baby I could be right here 
Browsing on my cell phone
Creeping while im trying to find the one
On Facebook and Instagram
Even on the twitter
It gives me time date and place, so when your lying Oh girl
Stop acting like your the shit
Knowing you aint shit for me or he
And i know when your lying cause baby love you start fidgeting 
You know what im gonna do expose you
Hook

Why The Fuck You Lying

Art Imitate Life...

live love life live love life  live love
don't get it twisted like mat games on the floor
give you back pains from the mac i call it bullet galore
slap the snapback off ya face watch the cap fly to the floor
when you're disrespecting the God you're disrespecting the Lord
im on a mission cooking up some art in the kitchen
with a bad woman and she whipping
i caught her attention gave her a few word not to mention 
you can be any bird besides a humming or a pigeon, So Uh
lets get this bread up come on get up
King Chino killing shit and Im finna catch up
run around nice in this town to get my check up
im laughing at these dirty ass niggas that need a check up
whoa by the tone of my voice ima body this
whoa, Kicking mad knowledge no karate shit
smooth dirty dancer like Michael if you wanna see ya nigga 
you can go and meet me at the lobby then 
find me a Nefertiti thats needy i a'int greedy I don't want none of them Bitches on TV
If her name dead then I cant be the Stevie, 
such an angel but looks can be deceiving, 
ya feel me tho, ya boy is back Im ready to blow, 
I got bars like my phone charge ready to go, 
my whole team bout to perform we ready for shows, 
condoms and groupies yeah we ready for hoes, 
I've been doing this, puffing this loud I've been using it,
 that arthritis kicking in, whelp pass me the spliff again,
 i learn to keep the heat while my hearts colder than Michigan, 
Or catch a left hook like Im one of those fishermen, 
When I ride out dog its a show, auto show matter fact i automobile ya hoe, 
you know, parking lot pimping, talking to the yellow bone blue hair mami looking like Marge Simpson,
 I aint a cartoon dumb fool, i just use the art tools, painted my vision down like an artist do, 
you can check the details and the particles, you know my shit fire smoking something like a barbecue,
 shit is real in the field cause its a battlefield, everybody drunk off the hate how does the bottle feel,
throw it up Im telling you no luck, throw it up throw it up Im telling you no luck, whoa..


Art Imitate Life

4G remixing Check Giving it a real Brooklyn Feel. 
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My Rick James Tribute much love...........enjoy

She's An Angel

King Chino is a Dancer, Singer, Rapper, Songwriter fresh from the streets of Brooklyn, bringing you different variety of music. Comment Like share but Most Of All............. Enjoy the sounds....Peace Yall..... 

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