Wit of a King: Final Bounce by KingJC Lyrics
Talkin breeze bout mad bars but I still ain't heard one thing
I'm thinking these three sad boys have forgot I'm JC King
I dropped a track 16 bars all the little pussies fled the ring
And now they're back, unseen bars, I don't wanna hear what you fuckin bring
I don't wanna hear what you fuckin bring, I don't wanna know what you fuckin wrote
I don't wanna waste my time with dead bars from dead guys who are fuckin broke
I don't wanna see your face on road
Cause I know what the fuck you smoke
I swear down last time you rolled I tasted chems when I took a toke (Spice)
You don't wanna start no shit
Because you're starting shit, don't waste my time
I was gonna spark a spliff
Then I caught a nasty whiff, your bullshit rhyme
Talkin bout some bars you writ
Your bars are counterfeit, they sound like mine
You can never be this lit
Kids don't throw a fit, it's your bedtime
No quill needed, best believe it
I've been challenged but undefeated
And I'm vain, yes so conceited
Cause on gold is where I'm seated
My flow's cold and super-heated
Your bars done and uncompleted
Undivulged and yet depleted
We let that sit and then proceeded
Immortal kings are not succeeded
All my warnings went unheeded
Eat you up and then excrete it
Pick you up and then repeat it
Till your vitals are depleted
And you shut your mouth you eedyat
I am on levels you'll never be, ever be
Writing your name in a cemetery, Henry
Bagging your body and bury it, felony
Wiping your name from this century's memory
You couldn't handle the level of energy
I am to big for you, bend over, measure me
I see your boy turning red with his jealousy
Wit of a king, they call it supremacy
Jeez
I'm thinking these three sad boys have forgot I'm JC King
I dropped a track 16 bars all the little pussies fled the ring
And now they're back, unseen bars, I don't wanna hear what you fuckin bring
I don't wanna hear what you fuckin bring, I don't wanna know what you fuckin wrote
I don't wanna waste my time with dead bars from dead guys who are fuckin broke
I don't wanna see your face on road
Cause I know what the fuck you smoke
I swear down last time you rolled I tasted chems when I took a toke (Spice)
You don't wanna start no shit
Because you're starting shit, don't waste my time
I was gonna spark a spliff
Then I caught a nasty whiff, your bullshit rhyme
Talkin bout some bars you writ
Your bars are counterfeit, they sound like mine
You can never be this lit
Kids don't throw a fit, it's your bedtime
No quill needed, best believe it
I've been challenged but undefeated
And I'm vain, yes so conceited
Cause on gold is where I'm seated
My flow's cold and super-heated
Your bars done and uncompleted
Undivulged and yet depleted
We let that sit and then proceeded
Immortal kings are not succeeded
All my warnings went unheeded
Eat you up and then excrete it
Pick you up and then repeat it
Till your vitals are depleted
And you shut your mouth you eedyat
I am on levels you'll never be, ever be
Writing your name in a cemetery, Henry
Bagging your body and bury it, felony
Wiping your name from this century's memory
You couldn't handle the level of energy
I am to big for you, bend over, measure me
I see your boy turning red with his jealousy
Wit of a king, they call it supremacy
Jeez