Best Verse By Big K.R.I.T.?

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Recalling the Dirty South sound of UGK and Scarface, Mississippi rapper/producer Big K.R.I.T. spent five years on the mixtape circuit honing his skills before his 2010 release took his career to another level. The release was the mixtape K.R.I.T. Wuz Here, a groundbreaking critical success that had bloggers declaring the South's future. It was a commercial success as well, generating enough downloads and "likes" that the Def Jam label took notice, signing the artist that same year. It was also the year K.R.I.T. -- which stands for "King Remembered in Time" -- appeared on Curren$y's Top 40 debut, Pilot Talk, along with Wiz Khalifa's hit mixtape Kush & Orange Juice.


His 2011 release, Return of 4eva, was extravagant by mixtape standards, with elaborate cover art and guest appearances from Chamillionaire, Raheem DeVaughn, and David Banner, along with challenging titles like "Another Naive Individual Glorifying Greed and Encouraging Racism." A track on R&B singer Chris Brown's 2011 mixtape, Boy in Detention, indicated that his commercial aspirations were still there as well, although the guest list for his 2012 debut, Live from the Underground, would be a mix of true hip-hop (Eightball & MJG, Devin the Dude, and Bun B) and truly surprising (B.B. King, Anthony Hamilton). The surprises continued on his 2014 album, Cadillactica, which took on more left-field genres and heavier topics. A year later he released the It's Better This Way mixtape while the RBC label rounded up some of his early recordings for All My Life.
Big K.R.I.T. discography - Wikipedia
 
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me personally im going to say


I was prepared for the worst
Dug in deep, cause I emerged from the dirt
My nikka said "You ain't the only one"
But in truth, you got to be the first
Cause you can see the good and the bad
And you'll turn down the bad
That's a gift and a curse
I envy your will to be a better man
In a world where a better man don't even stand a chance on this earth
Bible talk, they told me that I can keep that
This time I'll leave the sheep where the sheep at
And I pray that when the wolves fall through
Their stomach still full, so they won't eat that
Which is mine? I really think I'm wasting time
Worried 'bout my people and all they sayin'
fukk me cause I was too determined to ball
But if you knew that you could fly, nikka why did you fall?
I'm feeling like LeBron more than ever
They givin' nikka the praise, but I'm knowing that I'm better
So, fukk a ring if it don't make me a great
Why you doing too much? I'ma do what it takes
I got a chip on my shoulder the size of a boulder
That a giant wouldn't even bother to hold up
Like, Krizzle why you carrying this?
Cause it ain't enough soil I can bury it with
And it ain't enough weight, that's the scariest shyt
That means I was built for more, trial and error
Almost burst into tears when I saw my brother's kids
Like I coulda have this, I gotta keep it together
But I've been chasing, way too much chasing
They'll never give me what I deserve, just face it
fukk faking, fukk pretending like you know my story
Or what it's like to be mistaken as a basic
Country bumpkin, watermelon
Chicken-eatin', collard greens
Neckbone chillin' motherfukker
We’re the butt of all jokes grew up here
And we'll show you have no clue of what it's like to be southern
Knowing you a king and in spite all you dream
Had to be a nightmare for you to wake up
And those two hour meetings with the label betting money on
Another excuse that they'll scrape up
For me to do it out of pleasure, another pay cut
And they wonder why a nikka never say much
I never was the begging type
I couldn't picture this shyt, I never cared for likes
I never cared for what your opinion would be
And even if I did, nikka shame on me
I live my life, a hundred fukking miles and running
Only for a nikka to sit and try to tell me something about the music
Culture, consumer, vultures
The music that I make ain't for radio, bogus
The people just wanna hit the club and have fun
And I don't make that kind of shyt and that's really the culprit
Art is art no matter how you sculpt it
Mold it, grow it, only to go unnoticed
Cause nowadays we just focus on them thots
And nikkas selling kool aid on a soapbox
I'm imprisoned to my mission, screaming listen
Lord I wish I could stop
I wish I could tell them 'bout the book
But they caught up in the movie, lights and the props
The pyro, and the award shows and the fancy clothes
And well-offs, extorting the have nots
Man, fukk this shyt
 

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