Name: MY ALL by Kung Fu K
Duration: 3 min 40 s
Description: 'MY ALL' is a single by Kung Fu K, produced by Qvant & Snootforyou

'MY ALL' is a single by Kung Fu K, produced by Qvant & Snootforyou

MY ALL

Division

So two left and seven came that is the Universal game and my spiritual growth continues with these teachers.

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Lyrics:

Two Left And Seven Came

That morning Usva came to my bed
walked to my stomach and told
I will give the birth today.
And you will be with me the whole time

One from the earlier born kittens
was still home
and leaving to the new in that day

She gave the birth to the first 
and Lumi kitten did not understand 
until Usva did put
by caring him back to the just born state

Lumi kitten left to his new home
and Usva took me for a walk outside
I left her there and came inside

She came in and began to give birth
the whole family this time beside
And four of them was born
until the evening had come.

There was a feeling that one is inside
and early in the morning she told me
now comes one. 
I continued my rest
and she told me again
surprise now comes the bonus
the last one.

So two left and seven came
that was the name of the universal game.

She is a Mom with big letters 
an Emo in my own language.

She is calm
and takes care of the kittens
as a mother Goddess and mystic angel.

And tells me
this why I was born to planet Earth
I am a Mom with big letters
and will teach you more.

She is my spiritual teacher
and Divine works through her.

She is a Mom with big letters
an Emo in my own language.

She is calm
and takes care of the kittens
as a mother Goddess and mystic angel

So two left and seven came
that was the name of the universal game.

And I will learn.

Two Left and Seven Came

Bandcamp

I know that nigga a fiend
From day 1 I done stuck with my team
I look around and it ain't what it seem
I sacrifice had to follow my dream

Grind every day I was chasin the green
Nothin’ to lose I got caught in between
Talking online but they not what they mean
Come from the dirt n I'm getting it clean

Ice in my veins boy I’m keepin it lean
What I be saying sometimes it's obscene
Seen too much now I’m barely serene
Countin up racks just to boost my esteem

I lost my head and I went to extreme
Now I'm back on the path and I'm up onna scheme
They want some clout and that shit is a dream
I’m movin in silence a mufucking SEAL

Bro in the trap and he servin the fiends
I'll be on stage niggas yelling my name 
They steady be yappin I'm uppin a beam
I prayed for the light now I’m livin the scene

Heart full of pain but I’m reigning supreme
Got racks in my pocket they bursting my jeans
She said she love me that shit don't redeem
I married the money yeah mufuckin C.R.E.A.M

Ten toes down but I'm moving like steam
She want celine then I'm getting her shein
I hop out the cut ruma moving unseen
Winnin only that's the ruma regime
I'm way too clean n I'm too pristine

Selling a dream and I'm crafting a scene
I'm really nice but they thinkin I'm mean
And brodie stay puffin on big gasoline
I'm way too smooth shit no vaseline
Bank account jump issa trampoline
Chasin a profit yes I'm a machine
Jump in her pussy like a submarine
Take off ya head like I was a marine
Eatin the finest the finest cuisine
Dem boys dere belong in latrine
I'm swaggin this shit Alexander McQueen

No Vaseline

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BPM: 80
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Instrumental: Don’t Hate the 808s — Bassnectar

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Song Lyrics:

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.

I pace on the roof of the world, let the wind keep score,
Every silence a syllabus, every cliff a door.
I’ve been measuring time with a wristwatch lie,
But the truth keeps beating where the ticks can’t buy.
Circuitry hums in the skull—still the heart says “hush,”
Let the cosmos speak in a low-tone rush.
From quark to choir, from spiral to skin,
Every pattern’s a path, every path says “Begin.”
I don’t bargain with chance, I audit the awe,
Read constellations like clauses in law.
If doubt is a desert, then thirst is a guide,
I drink from a question, and faith floods the tide.
Minds make models, gravity pulls;
I drop my pride and the riddle turns full.

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


I’ve argued in circles till language frayed,
Then found a straight line where the sunrise stayed.
Hands in the soil, but my sight past sky,
Where cause meets purpose and reason asks “Why?”
Blueprints whisper in bones and trees,
And mercy is woven in casualties.
I’ve seen power without need, giving without debt,
A table in the famine where the hungry are met.
When proofs run thin, the simple lives confess—
A mother’s patience, a stranger’s yes.
So I count my breaths like beads on a thread,
Each one returns to the First I’ve read.
Not a halo of answers, a habit of sight—
I practice attention till the dark births light.

If thinking is kneeling with the lights still on,
Then let my mind bow till the night is gone.

Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


I don’t claim I’ve seen You—eyes are small,
But the signs keep stacking like a courtroom wall.
Shells in spirals, rivers in veins,
Thunder that scribbles electric refrains.
I chase what’s true with a pilgrim’s pace,
Every step a confession, not a race.
If clocks make cages, then I break those bars,
And travel by meanings, not just by stars.
The First and the Last—outside my clock,
Yet here in the marrow where the pulses knock.
So I gift You my questions, raw, untamed,
You gift me a hush where the fear is tamed.
And when the choir of reasons falls asleep,
A single word wakes everything deep.

(Twice)
Head up, eyes wide—let the night write back,
Questions in my chest, I let the starlight track.
If wonder is worship, then I’m on my knees,
I listen for the Word that turned “nothing” to Be.


MY ALL

Kung Fu K

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