Kingsmen Songtext
von Rasheed Chappell

Recognize motherfuckers yo
I spit the illest shit niggas know what the dealy is
The grittiest motherfucker know I′m sicker than syphilis
My jewels infinite you comical fuckers ridiculous
Candy ass rappers is still sweeter than licorice
The damage I do though catching bodies like sumo
Everything puro, bitch I'm numero uno
You can catch a grenade like Bruno
Laid back in a two door kicking it like Judo
The brave type I blaze mics, you ain′t nice
I could take the head off a king when the pay's right
My game tight fuck your, bitch on the same night
I'm Ray Rice, a punch a leave you at the gravesite bars
Niggas know the laws
Playing poker with the broker you already lost
The sun is shining on these stars
Pause what′s a fucking King to a God nigga
Yeah


Yo, ayo
It′s mo' money mo′ murder another homicide
Outline your body a work
You step outta line outta mind
Words fly like they outta 9
Or a magnum it's 40 cal lingo the shells jingle
Like bells as they hit the ground
Who want a round, this is sound boy burial
Crown Vic steering wheel stuck in my ways
Carve a nigga like a half moon stuck in his waves
Games I don′t play 'em scales they can′t weigh 'em
My niggas pumping 3rd base step into the A.M
Welcome to the mayhem my scars were formed
And from that same cesspool where my star was born
I shine on niggas, blind y'all niggas
Banana eating perm dropping dime ass nigga
Rap with a bullet keep it under my tongue
I gave you power,move the crowd like I′m waving a gun nigga

Huh, It′s Wavo I drive a sea sled
VVS reflex my step c drex
Yo peace who next?
Dropping heads off like who's necks is these
I′m dressed like a fencer
Yo meet the grave smoke goat
Cocaine Van Gogh, the gun Vandross huh
A pistol out the van door, huh
Muhammad Ali butterfly lee duff niggas
We gut niggas we hawking
These is Gods fins bullet proof dolphins
I need my bitch dark skinned with baby hair she foreign
She glow like the sky's orange
She sing Georgia and paint porcelain Porches
I′m still caught in the Porsche winds, huh
It's Wavo Jean Claude, nigga
My pen faints writing blood rivers, uh


I′m a terrible student don't try to educate me
About a quarter brain dead
But my pen is crazy
Don Mega Pharaoh with the fly set up
Who the greatest?
Got 'em debating like Sa Neter
I′m calm tho, Leonardo with a sledge hammer
I got a way to disrespect them with the best manner
Get a scan of my face made for digital
Don′t discriminate who I crush this ain't political
I′m nonpartisan I bombard artisans I'm Don Gorgan
For demiGods Gods and Goddesses
I never rock Yves Saint Laurent
Never sweat a broad I don′t chase that's another bank to rob
What you think i′m 'bout to slow up my day
Pay attention to your shenanigans and slow up my pay
I might cheat death fuck around go to my wake
Get you emotional meanwhile promoting my tape
Pharaoh

A yo I'm still at it for sure
Still bad as before
When the bill status is quo still shatter your jaw (Nigga)
I ran with the wolves since a shorty wop (Facts!)
Running wild with the goons kept the corner locked (Facts!)
Fuck dem industry hoes this is for the block (Facts!)
Catch a round of applause from the .40 Glock (Facts!)
My niggas dump back
Get slumped back
Leave your brains in the back of the whip where ya trunk at (Blaow!)
Art imitates life imitates art
Air the place yellow tape lock the place off
Fuck with me i′m a goon
Got the spot smelling like gunpowder drug money and cologne
(M.O.) I put it down for (M.O.)
Let it go for (M.O.) say nothing they already know my (M.O.)
King down when you step inside my kingdom (We live)
Kings County you fucking with a Kingsmen (Bong!)