Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rasheed Chappell
Rap
Kenneth Gonzalez
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rasheed Chappell
Songwriter
Kenneth Gonzalez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Dope
Producer
Lyrics
Recognize motherfuckers...Yo
I spit the illest shit **** know what the dealy is
The grittiest motherfucker know I'm sicker than syphilis
My jewels infinite you comical fuckers ridiculous
Candy ass rappers is still sweeter than licorice
The damage I do though catching bodies like sumo
Everything puro bitch I'm numero uno
You can catch a grenade like Bruno
Laid back in a two door kicking it like Judo
The brave type I blaze mics you ain't nice
I could take the head off a king when the pay's right
My game tight fuck your bitch on the same night
I'm Ray Rice
A punch a leave you at the gravesite
Bars
**** know the laws
Playing poker with the broker you already lost
The sun is shining on these stars
Pause what's a fucking King to a God ****.yeah
Yo
A yo
It's mo' money mo' murder another homicide
Outline your body a work
You step outta line outta mind
Words fly like they outta 9
Or a magnum it's .40 cal lingo the shells jingle
Like bells as they hit the ground
Who want a round this is sound boy burial
Crown Vic steering wheel stuck in my ways
Carve a **** like a half moon
Stuck in his waves
Games I don't play em scales they can't weigh em
My **** pumping 3rd base
Step into the A.M.
Welcome to the meyhem my scars were formed
And from that same cesspool where my star was born
I shine on **** blind y'all ****
Banana eating perm dropping dime ass ****
Rap with a bullet keep it under my tongue
I gave you power
Move the crowd like I'm waving a gun ****
Huh
It's Wavo I drive a sea sled VVS reflex my step c drex
Yo peace who next
Dropping heads off like who's necks is these
I'm dressed like a fencer
Yo meet the grave smoke goat
Cocaine Van Gogh the gun Vandross huh
A pistol out the van door huh
Muhammad Ali butterfly lee duff ****
We gut **** we hawking
These is Gods fins bullet proof dolphins
I need my bitch dark skinned with baby hair she foreign
She glow like the sky's orange
She sing Georgia and paint porcelain Porches
I'm still caught in the Porsche winds huh
It's Wavo Jean Claude ****
My pen faints writing blood rivers uh
I'm a terrible student don't try to educate me
About a quarter brain dead
But my pen is crazy
Don Mega Pharaoh with the fly set up
Who the greatest
Got em debating like Sa Neter
I'm calm tho
Leonardo with a sledge hammer
I got a way to disrespect them with the best manners
Get a scan of my face made for digital
Don't discriminate who I crush
This ain't political
I'm nonpartisan I bombard artisans I'm Don Gorgan
For demiGods Gods and Goddesses
I never rock Yves Saint Laurent
Never sweat a broad I don't chase
That's another bank to rob
What you think i'm bout to slow up my day
Pay attention to your shenanigans
And slow up my pay
I might cheat death
Fuck around go to my wake
Get you emotional
Meanwhile promoting my tape...Pharaoh
A yo I'm still at it fo sho
Still bad as before
When the bill status is quo still shatter your jaw (****)
I ran with the wolves since a shorty wop (FACTS)
Running wild with the goons kept the corner locked (FACTS)
Fuck dem industry hoes this is for the block (FACTS)
Catch a round of applause from the .40 glock (FACTS)
My **** dump back
Get slumped back
Leave your brains in the back of the whip where ya trunk at (BLAOW )
Art imitates life imitates art
Air the place yellow tape lock the place off
Fuck with me i'm a goon
Got the spot smelling like gunpowder drug money and cologne
(M.O.) I put it down for (M.O.)
Let it go for (M.O.) say nothing they already know my (M.O.)
King down when you step inside my kingdom (WE LIVE)
Kings County you fucking with a Kingsmen (BONG)
Written by: Kenneth Gonzalez, Rasheed Chappell
