Kxng
(专辑: Valley Of The KXNGS - 2016)
Yeah take a
look at me and see a
titan on the
throne Me and my niggas we keep a
bad bitch, biting on the
bone Hold up though, what you little niggas out here writing on the
song Hella pathetic with telekinetics start thinking with the
lines then pen's writing on it's own The
Jedi order, I
mastered this shit, a
Jedi warrior Yet I
warn you, I'ma be keeping one eye on you like an insomniac nigga with a
dead eye How much you wanna bet I
hoard the
illest chicks alive I
had a
dream I
was playing footsies with a
girlfriend tootsies So I
walk up out the
bed I
order A
ticket for Florida She a
red-eye border now I'm rubbing the
clit she sucking the
dick Whose pussy is this? Man, I
don't even needa ask But that's as far as I'ma go though I'ma let you freaky niggas part of black Twitter eat her ass I'm getting back to the
grind Probably thought I
went to Kinko's just to send you this song So many facts in the
rhymes, Crooked I's back in his prime But nowadays they call me the
king K X N G
though The X
is a
Roman numeral For ten, I'm ten times better than I've ever been Six is an embryo Even before then, the
Greek historian Heroditus He let history know The
face of the
sphinx, the
drawing on the
pyramids walls, was all of this negro? I'm a
motherfucking king All hail, you can hate on me and I'ma wish ya'll well 'Cause on the
stairway to heaven I
saw hell Did it all with my C.O.B. cartel The
way I
be rocking bells, I
should call L
And I
don't want problems at all But if the
beef popping the
streets we would start beat boxing {b-tuh-tuh b-tuh tuh b-tuh tuh brah-zell} I
don't understand the
mentality of niggas who want to randomly challenge me in abandoned reality All the
manic and mad in me 'cause I
won't hand them a
salary Demanding me to give them what's mine You outta your mind, thinking you could fuck with the
family Nigga that has to be insanity You understanding me, I'm Amityville mixed with Mr. Hannibal Lecter packing a
hammer to shatter you Get it popping like Shabadoo Get your wig peeled get your face on the
windshield gotta grab you off the
glass like an alley-oop Do the
shin burn rubber in the
Caddy-Coup Cali boys, we don't like you rap stars But we do like jewelry and fast cars I'd rather fill this room full of hoes Chill and forget about twelve of my last bars K X N G
though The X
is a
Roman numeral For ten, I'm ten times better than I've ever been In a
room full of rappers I
be the
elephant Hellephant in the
room 'cause nobody wanna mention that I
been one of the
best on the
west Since I
touched down on Kurupt's album Tha Streetz Is a
Mutha Motherfuckers that's one thousand