Video musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Koan Kenpachi
Koan Kenpachi
Rap
DJ Scratchmo
DJ Scratchmo
Turntables
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Sims
Tyrone Sims
Songwriter
Sean Carey
Sean Carey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Koan Kenpachi
Koan Kenpachi
Producer
Sean Carey
Sean Carey
Producer
Erin Brazley
Erin Brazley
Producer
Gabriel Velasco
Gabriel Velasco
Recording Engineer
Misha Kachkachishvili
Misha Kachkachishvili
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Yeah i done gave you niggas a warning But you standing in the open and now the darkness is dawning Koan bitch i gets higher than Major Thomas I promise I'm not prophet like Jesus or Nostradamus I'm a demonic spirit possessing a human vessel I wrestle with everyday His reptilian dna keep me at bay You niggas betta pray i never get loose I pulverize lil rappers and drink em down like a bitch juice Yeah i keep killing em cause i like to Slice through the top of ya cranium what my mic do I'm like a Kaiju devastating all of my rivals You get stifled, don't ever truffle with a psycho Whats happnin nigga koan the king of the crescent And flexing any protesting get met with lethal infection Focus my weapon in sessions,you need protection I'm resurrecting the spirit of lyrical ass whippings The return of the most high Get out of line homie I'll blacken ya third eye Koan the illest but still I be so fly Spit my lyrics in the sky They turn into sunshine Yeah you young niggas is bucked up Koan reign Supreme you ain't big you just fluffed up I break em down to atomic levels that's devilish It's evident I'm a rebel unsettled and malevolent Word to Clara, I scatter ya brain matter And ionize radiation to cause a mutation and shatter All of your atoms and vanish em when I banish you You couldn't punch my clock if yo name was Benjamin Bannecker Yeah, Koan bitch I'm awesome Rappers call me Mr. Majestic like Charles Bronson Killin em often turning your kids into orphans Come for me bitch I already sleep in a coffin Nuthin to loose nuthin' to prove I'm the alpha All you lil rappers is goofy like Alfalfa I stay fly the freshest I stay high Ya lesson get learned the moment you burned and turned to a phantom yeah The return of the most high Get out of line homie I'll blacken ya third eye Koan the illest but still I be so fly Spit my lyrics in the sky They turn into sunshine Yeah long live the Crown Any opposition get instantly shut down No fucking around Pound for pound I'm the dopest Coming for the king you might swing but you're out of focus Daily Bread we spread like some locusts And you're hopeless Burning through your vest and your chest with all of this dopeness Last man on the battlefield my scores big Death toll on this Mic something like covid Damn he said that Fuck it I sure did Get ya girl in the back and introduce her to showbiz You said you wanted a villain so here I is My spit makes you feel like I've taken your wife and kids To a bridge with a bomb and you don't know where it is I'm like the revolution and you're like the pigs Ya dig Koan imma run it forever And I'm the king cause none of you wack niggas can do it better Yeah The return of the most high Get out of line homie I'll blacken ya third eye Koan the illest but still I be so fly Spit my lyrics in the sky They turn into sunshine
Writer(s): Tyrone Sims Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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