KiNg-Go0B3r:

get spun, better yet get done, caus ei dont do, its been did, boy you been done
son, im like texas, just hotter, heat waves make you fall out, boy they say im gone
lost in my thoughts, naw, im just a fanatic in the free styling, styling, extra swag, no shying
i boast, cause im suppose to be smiling while im balling, no dribble, just single driving

  Baby Piglet:

ask me if i'm a dime
plus nintey nine
u don't kno wat i'm worth
who do u work 4
shiit i work 4 colly park
of course u ain't like me
u mine as well make me sing
but people its not ur bisness
wat ever ur doin its not my kisses
wat ever i'm sayin u think i'm talkin sick
but u bitches get ur mind out of the gutta.
just to let yall kno i'm in sixth grade
but hey you'll neva make me pray
an u think i will say it
but bitches it aint worth it
this cool rhyme i'm almost done wit it
But mine as well i'll be done wit it know
son right now people i am don wit this.
i'm out..

  KiNg-Go0B3r:

free styling aint me mouthing or being childish
more like grinding or fastlaning with high milage
auto piolet, im self made, already got it
but a nigga greedy, i want it all, so i got to swipe it
hide it i'll find it, cant move foward if i rewind it
im to fast to to catch, wind it and time it
im timeless, 1 2 3, easy like counting
im a baller, yea im balling, cant you see me bouncing
pouncing, clowning, devil grip sounding
bed room boom, mayn i keep the shit pounding
greatness found me, never regret
had this skills way before i ever knew it and met it

  Baby Piglet:

all right we all want this to be fuckin poetry
but sorry this ain't like me
but ladies and gentlemen i'll get use to it
but if u want me 2 then damn i'll get down wit it
all right let me give ya'll some thing real quick....
The way i feel 4 u i can express
with words.
The tought free drives my imagination to fly with the birds.
You are my heart and my long awaited
soulmate.
Brought to me by wat i can call fate.
Every night i go to sleep i have u on my
mind.
thats why i'm glad i talked to u
or else u wouldn't be mine.
i fell for u from the start.
And pray that we never be apart
Take your hand and put it in mine
and together u n i will dance in time.
together
forever
u n i
this 4 all u that has a man or wat not. thanks

  KiNg-Go0B3r:

i am poetry and spit, mixed with the spirit or no limit
i give it and take it, then bake it, not easy, betty crocker caking
think it?!?! yes, but with a quickness of the sickest speed rating
now you may like games, but i am one, and i aint playing
yo, understand that my patients is a vertue, and i dont have much of it
so take up the braquet, and you be clutched with it
stuffed like a teddy, the ladys call me that, but i hold my stance steady
get ready, POW, BAM, BOOM, im too raw nigga like Eddie
chevy, rocks like a milli, i got several, naw scratch that mayn, plenty
like zenny, euros, mullah, mayn i got bunches like oats, and you aint got any
this is my spit, free styling wilding, take it or leave it empty