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Top Songs By King Spydamann
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Spydamann
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaihid Avon Rush
Songwriter
Lyrics
K-I-N-G get right like wrong lefts
These chicks with long necks get right for long checks
But I don't indulge, mouthpiece be DEC made
At will, I'll have her searching the shade for sun rays
If you believe in Hip Hop believe in me
I came so you'll have it more abundantly
I'm back now, that crack flow to bump in the 'lac now
The reason a lot of rappers choose to spit in the background
100% real I refuse to tone down
Slice through the hate like hat attacks from Kung Lao
The crowd goes wild as I react like gun, POW
Like three of clubs, tenth book, slapping the card down
I've been through enough to tell you a lot of stories
But I'm picky about what you know about me
Because what you know about me could be my downfall
Whether life in prison or six feet under brown soil
So I'ma continue to hit tracks like Ginsu
And spit my best shit for Folks, Bloods & Crips too
Even these chicks too, lyrics that grip you
Make you change your mindset and how people depict you
Its the incredible, skills is impeccable
Lone Decatur wrecking crew
I'm ready to electrocute
Any stray attribute of adversary revenue
I'm confiscating capital like Internal Revenue
Service on a platter, I'll ratta-tatta your brain matter
Leave you slain, shattered, beaten, bruised, and battered
Now you can cruise the ladder, or we can prove the latter
Just cease the chit chatter and respect my banner, The Incredible
For Ever Dirty South clique tight like micros
Or dance moves caught on tape by Michael
Jackson, complex like integer fractions
Devoted to my job like America's captain
Actually, I get like Darkwing and duck those
Truckloads of hater-ade and tuck, roll
Like Mercedes, my style be voluptuous
A busload of ridiculous
Superb verbal prowess, break you down to the lowest
Look in the camera and holler who's next
It's the microphone "bear-rilla", beat driller
Firm verb spitter, territorial thriller
If a nigga wanna come test the nuts
He'll get crushed to a hush like a pimp do sluts
You wanna see me tough, let the claymore touch
I guarantee rough stuff without the afro-puffs
The Incredible, Dekalb county adaptable
If animosity is plentiful I'm incident compatible
If he be a radical, I'm pulling out the stops
Put my foot off in your chops and make your pulse rate stop
Its the incredible, skills is impeccable
Lone Decatur wrecking crew
I'm ready to electrocute
Any stray attribute of adversary revenue
I'm confiscating capital like Internal Revenue
Service on a platter, I'll ratta-tatta your brain matter
Leave you slain, shattered, beaten, bruised, and battered
Now you can cruise the ladder, or we can prove the latter
Just cease the chit chatter and respect my banner, The Incredible
Well equipped verbalist, ride smooth through turbulence
Check moves with vigilance, ride through any residence
My style is evident, heaven-sent lyricist
Built-up with elegance, defeating all negligence
Excellence is imminent, majestic extravagance
Definite eclectic, spit rhymes electric
You surrendered your skill, I took mine and flexed it
You lost to your opponent, I shook mine and checked it
Let me introduce Mystyc, take your exit
The beat got froggy so I jumped up and decked it
Spellbound vocalist took rap and hexed it
More bars than AT&T, check the message
The potency of ignorance is at the peak of arrogance
To the point where peasants start to crave golden chariots
So I'm gon' keep spitting 'til I leave lames carious
Post up with hip hop at the alter and marry it
Its the incredible, skills is impeccable
Lone Decatur wrecking crew
I'm ready to electrocute
Any stray attribute of adversary revenue
I'm confiscating capital like Internal Revenue
Service on a platter, I'll ratta-tatta your brain matter
Leave you slain, shattered, beaten, bruised, and battered
Now you can cruise the ladder, or we can prove the latter
Just cease the chit chatter and respect my banner, The Incredible
Its the incredible, skills is impeccable
Lone Decatur wrecking crew
I'm ready to electrocute
Any stray attribute of adversary revenue
I'm confiscating capital like Internal Revenue
Service on a platter, I'll ratta-tatta your brain matter
Leave you slain, shattered, beaten, bruised, and battered
Now you can cruise the ladder, or we can prove the latter
Just cease the chit chatter and respect my banner, The Incredible
Writer(s): Carlos Martinez Guillamon
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