Prague Style

By Ken-E

On Pragu Style

Released on June 7, 2016

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[Verse 1: Ken-E]

Born and raised in Prague city

Not a big city and really not pretty

Party on a daily basis

That's the basics

Since the days i was fourteen

Most kids that age are already on it

Meth heads or alcoholics

I call it

Fallin'

Before they had a chance of Ballin'

Creawlin' not walkin'

I'm smoking they vomit

That's what happens when you grow up in Prague

City of smog everyone kind of odd

Taking drugs and can't get a job

Now fuck school, fuck the law and fuck the cops

Fuck everyone and everything

Czech mentality it makes me sick

But you adjust to all this shit

Suicide, dope heads and selfishness

I'm that foolish kid that you know about

Seventeen years living in a doubt

And no one could ever tell me different

What i set my mind to I fulfill it

Bitch I'm crazy

Puffing hazies

Rolling blunts

While their hating

I don't give a fuck about their rating

Five out of 10 I'm signed with Satan

Never debating

Which way to go

Mistake making

But all alone

Rule braking

I'm on my own

Put stress on me I handle a load


[Chorus: Ken-E]

2x

Attacking The Game like hydrogen bombs

Making them blow up with all of their songs

That's the reason that we still stand tall

Prague Style bitch! Soon we rule it all


[Verse 2: Ken-E]

Sometimes I wonder how I even survived

Getting in fights and pulling out knives

Black Bridge is the place that taught me

How to make every shawty

Cum more than twice

How to spit that extra portion

Of raw shit

When I'll be on the mic

How to differentiate between truth and lies

But I used to stay up long nights

Treachery from every side

A friend is a bitch in disguise

You're born alone then you die alone

So get back what they owe you before you die

Respect, fame the whole enterprise

Lies

You see in everybody's eyes

Nice

How can I

Live my life

So much evil I still get surprised

Adapted

Mad kid

Lasting

Twice as long

Anyone asked me

Tragic

Ending

But happy passing

Manors Asking

For a beat-up, nasty

Can't get

Pass the

Emotions blasting

Fuck the rest

I'm the shit like Mandy

I mean candy, molly, Anti-

Depressants, coke and marry

Bagged up ready


[Chorus: Ken-E]

2x

Attacking The Game like hydrogen bombs

Making them blow up with all of their songs

That's the reason that we still stand tall

Prague Style bitch! Soon we rule it all