Khundi Panda

Khundi Panda - KING IDDIM (album cover)

Khundi Panda – Paradise Ride (Meeting God)

 

 

 

Intro x3)
Take you on a faraway
trip n you just ride on it,
Fresher place we travelin’
and I just gotta drop on this.

Verse 1)
One for the money,
I know very well that what I need in life
is money
but that does not represent the life I live

While making music,
I include in it my feelings about things I experienced
That is how my life has been and if anyone wants to change me
I’ll make them step back and show them my potential

Two for that bishes.
They tell me, “KP’s got no -ishes”
But exactly that becomes my advantage
and makes me shine

I make my name more widely known in real time
Countless words are attached to my name and taken off it again,
they press down on my shoulders, always.
However, they are my wings and that is the reason why they were heavy

Climb 1)
I’m going to show it now, my IDDIM((The mixtape this track is off is titled ‘KING IDDIM’.))
#ItGMa((= Don’t forget; reference to Keith Ape song)) my name, nor my team
Flashin’ back on the times when they forgot about me,
I am going to prevent things like that from happening in the future

Yes Imma bang wit it, bang wit it. Blowin’ down beats,
leavin’ holes on ’em. How you gonna go without me,
I’m pretty sure I got hated by the fuckin’ rappers
and the fans never really got to know about me. So I …

Narration)((Taken from Knxwledge – Preservatives))
– You’re funny man
– Not enough funny, and I ain’t laughin’

Climb 2)
So I’m rockin’ it, rockin’ it with the beats,
I be standin’ like a fuckin’ man, no peats
Feelin’ so fly, but I ain’t smokin’ weed
and I prolly got my muthufuckin’ homies rappin’ 9 to 5

That’s how we makin’ our muthufuckin’ hours fuckin’ golden
When you soundin’ fuckin’ dry, I be swimmin’ in the ocean
There probably is not one person who does it like me
So even though you see my colors you won’t know my name

Verse 2)
I’ll say it again, you probably won’t know even when you see,
what you saw in me
Even when you see it you don’t know so you can’t see it
I ignore you, I ain’t sweet

I pour it on the rhythm, my exhaustion
We don’t get ’em, they’ll all stop revolting on their own
or stop in their tracks
That’s why I told you earlier not to forget my name

This goes without saying, I don’t
talk to anyone. Those who know already know
and those who don’t know I don’t really recognize either
If you really don’t know, I hope you know by now

Ay, it’s funny how I do it.
Although I spit simply I maintain my superiority
And my dream that only I used to see is now colored,
it keeps catching my eye

Outro x9)
It’s goin’ in

OLNL - yesyesyesyes (cover)

OLNL – Compulsive Indecisiveness (Feat. Khundi Panda)

 

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Chorus x4)
Maybe we may be right

Hook x4)
Fuck ’em fuck ’em, compulsive indecisiveness

Verse 1)
I am more used to the reply “Probably” than to “Yes”
or “No”, right. Back in the day I only had to choose
between A and B, but now there are tens of thousands [of choices].
I have to choose one of them, it comes with responsibility

Ay, so in vain I hope that someone will choose in my stead,
because that is comfortable. However, the important thing is,
ay, that I make the choice and fail and
that I learn and realize things by myself (realize!)

Climb)
I reply, “Whatever” (reply) yeah
I reply, “Whatever” (reply)

Hook x4)

Verse 2: Khundi Panda)
Yeah, fuck ’em choice I gotta make to live my fuckin’ life
Fuck my brain. This a game where no calculator’s right
Fuck numbers on the boards and fuck worries on my mind
Fuck hesitatin’ moments that I made or I just might

AND FUCK whatever’s buggin’ me. A lot of options, it feels like
they are turning in circles over my head. Sometimes it’s hard for me to regain my senses, aye
Telling me I’m still a child, they keep stopping me
They want me to hurry up and make this and that choice but my method is different, so what? Aye

Takin’ it back, flashin’ back on when I was like eight
At that time I wasn’t rapping and my decisions were up to no one else but my mom
Now back again, in one month my age is going to reach twenty
Then it will get a lot more complicated than “Yes or No,” and I will say:

“Whatever.” Do you know why? Cause the weight of thinking about it is a bother
It doesn’t help anyway, because even when you stretch out your arms your sleeves will adjust
Yes I got it. If you got it, please don’t ask me what I gon’ do
Yes I’ve got it. Hope they got it. Please don’t ask me what I gon’ do

Chorus x4)

Hook x4)