KiNG CR4K by Jerimiahisaiah Lyrics
First verse:
I ain't a swine, they always be blind
The limelight is mine
Fuck with me and you'll be sharin' a deathbed with Vine
I don't care whether it's online, or offline
Yo, I am sporadic as shit; call me a Mack 9
Talk shit, you'll get hit, but that ain't it
I'll make you look as bloody as a bitch's clit
Goin' in completely, no need to give me a starter kit
Sick of all these see-through type of niggas, they needed this CRIT
Time to prove that I am H-E-DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS
Puttin' on the gloves, in the past, I was wearin' mits
Real shit, all these motherfuckas are just slurpin dicks!
Instead of eatin' trix, they wanted to play with tricks..
Second Verse:
First off
I apologize for takin' long
For puttin' out this song
I'm feelin' tighter than a thong
I go harder than Crash Bash
I'm finally here at last
Cleaning all of the trash
I'm lookin' at the rats of
Rap, who thinks that
They do not need a cold 16
To ever in their life to be considered an MC
Like a braindead ass nigga wearin' red beeds
Quote on quote "artists" like that
Need to be scrapped, get stomped on like
A floor mat till the next day, even ones who act a certain way
Sexuality is a bottle of Alize, scared to come out
'cause yo' ass ain't prepared for some doubt?
These niggas are some frauds, no they do not go hard
Send these whack coons to McDonald's or the Graveyard
Don't make me ressurect B.I.G, rest in peace
But these fools are the rap game's STDs. We gotta keep the craft alive or the music will die
Like how is this fine? Am I worth a dime? Make up your mind before more greats get left behind..
Third Verse
Ayo my dad got a fat cock
I sell fat rocks
My momma ate the dewey
Lil bitch wanted to do me
Ran up in the trap
Throwing guns at all my cats
Ate a bagel and raped a beagul
Saw the reagal
When we ride nigga we fly nigga
Shoot a niggas pootang
Watch the shoe bang
Yeet yeet
Let me skeeet skeet
For the street streeeeet
I ain't a swine, they always be blind
The limelight is mine
Fuck with me and you'll be sharin' a deathbed with Vine
I don't care whether it's online, or offline
Yo, I am sporadic as shit; call me a Mack 9
Talk shit, you'll get hit, but that ain't it
I'll make you look as bloody as a bitch's clit
Goin' in completely, no need to give me a starter kit
Sick of all these see-through type of niggas, they needed this CRIT
Time to prove that I am H-E-DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS
Puttin' on the gloves, in the past, I was wearin' mits
Real shit, all these motherfuckas are just slurpin dicks!
Instead of eatin' trix, they wanted to play with tricks..
Second Verse:
First off
I apologize for takin' long
For puttin' out this song
I'm feelin' tighter than a thong
I go harder than Crash Bash
I'm finally here at last
Cleaning all of the trash
I'm lookin' at the rats of
Rap, who thinks that
They do not need a cold 16
To ever in their life to be considered an MC
Like a braindead ass nigga wearin' red beeds
Quote on quote "artists" like that
Need to be scrapped, get stomped on like
A floor mat till the next day, even ones who act a certain way
Sexuality is a bottle of Alize, scared to come out
'cause yo' ass ain't prepared for some doubt?
These niggas are some frauds, no they do not go hard
Send these whack coons to McDonald's or the Graveyard
Don't make me ressurect B.I.G, rest in peace
But these fools are the rap game's STDs. We gotta keep the craft alive or the music will die
Like how is this fine? Am I worth a dime? Make up your mind before more greats get left behind..
Third Verse
Ayo my dad got a fat cock
I sell fat rocks
My momma ate the dewey
Lil bitch wanted to do me
Ran up in the trap
Throwing guns at all my cats
Ate a bagel and raped a beagul
Saw the reagal
When we ride nigga we fly nigga
Shoot a niggas pootang
Watch the shoe bang
Yeet yeet
Let me skeeet skeet
For the street streeeeet