He is 1/4th of rap supergroup Slaughterhouse (with Joe Budden, Royce da 5'9"& Joell Ortiz),
His first album 'Say Hi to the Bad Guy', originally intended to be released on Death Row Records leaked on the internet, and therefore he released his first official album 'B.O.S.S. (Beginning Of Something Serious)' as a free digital download in 2009.
Wickliffe is CEO of his own record label, Dynasty Entertainment, and Senior Vice President of Treacherous Records. Before he became his own boss, he was also signed to Virgin Records, and most notably, Death Row Records, where he spent four years working under the infamous Suge Knight.
okyoufeelindat
Kxng Crooked Lyrics
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Okay, my opps are the thots that don't know me
Tryna throw me that box for popular props
Okay, hate it when a dying piece zoom in on my timepiece
Like it′s a binocular watch
If baby can't answer the questions I ask her, then I'm an anti-vaxxer
I′m blocking the shots, okay, you feelin′ that?
Drop top Pontiac, you know where the ceiling at
The game is a necrophiliac and a sacrophiliac
'Cause they fucked me and left me for dead
But I′m really back, gettin' rid of thе silly rap
Crook an anesthetic, I′m cinematic
I hit thе pen and pad with the illest Iliad
I'm hitting homies like I'm up to bat with a Philly′s hat, 9 milli strap
I′mma peel a cap where all you Milli Vanilli's at
I′mma run the city until the day my Achilles snap
This is piggyback, I'm carrying instrumentals
And burying instrumentals when me and the beat interact
Woah, get a piece of this ether
Depopulation, the shit is getting deeper
I pay Microsoft for a brand-new Xbox
Even though I know Bill Gates the Grim Reaper
Everybody talking ′bout opps, okay, my opps are the cops
Okay, my opps are the thots that don't know me
Tryna throw me that box for popular props
Okay, hate it when a dying piece zoom in on my timepiece
Like it′s a binocular watch
If baby can't answer the questions I ask her, then I'm an anti-vaxxer
I′m blocking the shots, okay, you feelin′ that?
Back and I'm killin′ shit, that's the realer shit
On my Mac Miller shit, at the dealership
Nikes on my feet, but I′mma grab the illest whip
Illegal guns, but the tags legitimate
Squad actin' ignorant, stop actin′ innocent
Pop, that's the end of it, shots blast your tenements
Combat with militants, broadcast the vigilance
Mob hat and Pendletons, COB, that's the syndicate
I was never just a nigga on the block
My mom was at work, I was really on the clock
A penny for my thoughts, hit the lick ice cold
But it went down smooth like Henny on the rocks
Long Beach lookin′ pretty on the yachts
My city′s on the docks, I really spent 50 on a watch
I never had pity on the cops
Until my last day like Biggie told The LOX
I came in this game in a chinchilla
With Ashanti, worth about six figures
When you're young, six figures is a rich nigga
Slaughterhouse made my COB clique bigger
On TV spittin′ with Eminem and Big Tigger
That's a whole lotta stars like the Big Dipper
That′s a whole lotta bars you get disfigured
I'll punish you, son, like you Chris Rivers
Game, why am I so heartless?
′Cause the whole fuckin' industry is artless
If you don't even know what the art is
How the fuck are you an artist?
Everybody talking ′bout opps, okay, my opps are the cops
Okay, my opps are the thots that don′t know me
Tryna throw me that box for popular props
Okay, hate it when a dying piece zoom in on my timepiece
Like it's a binocular watch
If baby can′t answer the questions I ask her, then I'm an anti-vaxxer
I′m blocking the shots, okay, you feelin' that?
The song "okyoufeelindat" by Kxng Crooked is a powerful and intense rap that tackles the issue of opposition and how he sees it. The lyrics assert that the opposition is not just limited to rival gangs or enemies, but can be the police and the people who don't know him, specifically referring to the females who try to trap him in unwanted relationships. He dislikes the idea of having to conform to popular style, being put on the selling blocks for public consumption. He describes his watch as something too precious to be zoomed in and examined, especially by those who aren't really interested in knowing him. He also asserts his right to question and be suspicious of things that are being forced upon him, his freedom to choose and think for himself, even if that means being tagged as an "anti-vaxxer" and blocking their shots.
Kxng Crooked's lyrics also describe his come back into the rap industry with a vengeance. He refers to his "venom rap" where he conceals his gun while driving his top-down Pontiac. He is intense, hard-hitting, and serious in his approach, then goes on to describe the industry as having no real artistry, where even the artists don't know what the real art is. He claims that he was never just a naïve guy on the block, but was always working while other people were sleeping. He enjoys his wealth, spending money on luxurious items like chinchilla coats, expensive watches, and cars, but also maintains his loyalty to his roots and his squad, observing the hierarchy or the syndicate.
Line by Line Meaning
Everybody talking ′bout opps, okay, my opps are the cops
Everyone talks about their enemies, but for me, my enemies are the police.
Okay, my opps are the thots that don't know me
Tryna throw me that box for popular props
My true enemies are the people who try to use me for their own gain without actually knowing me or caring about me.
Okay, hate it when a dying piece zoom in on my timepiece
Like it′s a binocular watch
I don't like it when people try to scrutinize my possessions, like they're trying to see everything up close with a magnifying glass.
If baby can't answer the questions I ask her, then I'm an anti-vaxxer
I′m blocking the shots, okay, you feelin′ that?
If someone can't answer the questions I ask, then I don't trust them at all. I'm guarding myself against potential harm, and I hope you understand that.
Back with the venom rap, the gun I'm concealin′ that
Drop top Pontiac, you know where the ceiling at
I'm back with my aggressive rhymes and I'm carrying a concealed weapon. I'm driving a convertible car and living life to the fullest.
The game is a necrophiliac and a sacrophiliac
'Cause they fucked me and left me for dead
But I′m really back, gettin' rid of thе silly rap
The music industry tries to take advantage of artists and throw them away when they're no longer useful. But I'm still here, and I'm getting rid of all the meaningless music.
Crook an anesthetic, I′m cinematic
I hit thе pen and pad with the illest Iliad
I'm hitting homies like I'm up to bat with a Philly′s hat, 9 milli strap
I′mma peel a cap where all you Milli Vanilli's at
I'm a lyrical doctor, and my rhymes are like a movie. I write epic stories, and I'm so good that it's like I'm batting a home run with a gun in my hand. I'll shoot down all the fake rappers.
I′mma run the city until the day my Achilles snap
This is piggyback, I'm carrying instrumentals
And burying instrumentals when me and the beat interact
I'll keep running the city until I physically can't do it anymore. I'm carrying the music with me, making it better as I go. I'm burying the competition with my beats and my flow.
Woah, get a piece of this ether
Depopulation, the shit is getting deeper
I pay Microsoft for a brand-new Xbox
Even though I know Bill Gates the Grim Reaper
Listen to my powerful rhymes. The world is heading towards destruction and chaos. I buy technology from the man who symbolizes death itself because that's the reality we live in.
When you're young, six figures is a rich nigga
Slaughterhouse made my COB clique bigger
On TV spittin′ with Eminem and Big Tigger
That's a whole lotta stars like the Big Dipper
When you're young, making six figures is the ultimate dream. Being a part of Slaughterhouse made my group even stronger. I performed on TV with Eminem and Big Tigger, reaching new heights of fame and success.
Game, why am I so heartless?
′Cause the whole fuckin' industry is artless
If you don't even know what the art is
How the fuck are you an artist?
Why am I so ruthless? Because the industry is full of fake and soulless people. How can you consider yourself an artist if you don't even understand what art truly is?
Contributed by Noah E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.