AK Concerto NO. 47 by KING 810 Lyrics
Bitches and gentlemen welcome to murdertown
Keep your hands in the fuckin car and keep your windows up
They know you're not one of them by your smell
Who you are where you’re from means nothing
To be someone here you have to kill someone and your soft ass ain't doin shit
Tell your son to straighten his hat out that means something here
And tuck that middle of the mall chain in they shoot each other for fake jordans
These are real gorillas this ain't a fuckin movie dick
Tonite there’s a concert in the streets
Tonite you'll have nightmares
Tonite we don't sleep
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Hangin out the window with the whoop wop
Big long mop clean your whole block
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Wind chimes ring when the shells drop
Peq 15 on night watch
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Sir
Tell your daughter to stop lookin at em like that unless she wants to sell some ass
Tell your wife the same i don't care who you think you married she never got game like this
They trade their kids for drugs
You never seen desperation like here
We hate people like you
Not because we have it worse but because your clueless and your life is a joke
You clowns sympathize with us on tv but if you ever came near us wed cut your heart out and chew on it
These are real hyenas you fuckin morons keep calling each other the goats
They'll prolly try and kill me for bringing you here and i don't blame em
And if they don't I was gonna trade you for a gambling debt i have because you people piss me off
So there it is i hope you enjoyed yourselves
Souvenirs? what ?
We don't sell souvenirs we sell coke bitch take your leave
What that ?
That’s nothing ignore them those guys are fuckin jokes
Don’t waste your time over there
Artists ?
No they don't do art they do death
They’re lowlives that's not music that's shit
And they worship the devil
Do you want any interactions with the devil bitch ?
Were you not paying attention?
Those are not human beings they're…
Its the motherfuckin boogeyman
Keep your hands in the fuckin car and keep your windows up
They know you're not one of them by your smell
Who you are where you’re from means nothing
To be someone here you have to kill someone and your soft ass ain't doin shit
Tell your son to straighten his hat out that means something here
And tuck that middle of the mall chain in they shoot each other for fake jordans
These are real gorillas this ain't a fuckin movie dick
Tonite there’s a concert in the streets
Tonite you'll have nightmares
Tonite we don't sleep
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Hangin out the window with the whoop wop
Big long mop clean your whole block
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Wind chimes ring when the shells drop
Peq 15 on night watch
Ooo ooo ah ooo ooo ah
Sir
Tell your daughter to stop lookin at em like that unless she wants to sell some ass
Tell your wife the same i don't care who you think you married she never got game like this
They trade their kids for drugs
You never seen desperation like here
We hate people like you
Not because we have it worse but because your clueless and your life is a joke
You clowns sympathize with us on tv but if you ever came near us wed cut your heart out and chew on it
These are real hyenas you fuckin morons keep calling each other the goats
They'll prolly try and kill me for bringing you here and i don't blame em
And if they don't I was gonna trade you for a gambling debt i have because you people piss me off
So there it is i hope you enjoyed yourselves
Souvenirs? what ?
We don't sell souvenirs we sell coke bitch take your leave
What that ?
That’s nothing ignore them those guys are fuckin jokes
Don’t waste your time over there
Artists ?
No they don't do art they do death
They’re lowlives that's not music that's shit
And they worship the devil
Do you want any interactions with the devil bitch ?
Were you not paying attention?
Those are not human beings they're…
Its the motherfuckin boogeyman