Jonwayne - Kenan and Kale (ft. Scoop Deville) lyrics

[Jonwayne] From my momma's navel to my palm I've been calm Dropping napalm Like little Berkeley drop songs Rappers wanna murk me b**hes wanna smurf me I'm the king of whatever turf the planet earth be Your renaissance does not concern me Cause you ain't been the sh** in two decades Like Eddie Murphy I see crackheads out here doing better than you Doing the worm for a hit of that burn It doesn't irk me Shouts to early and martian Keep it retarded like chemtrails Wayne will rip the mic like a hang nail If you want me out the sky you better aim well Think you're better than me? Do pray tell But first remove the bells and rape-whistles Pistol-whip a verse upon the same beat I'm ripping and fail You want serious beef? You're eating Kenan and kale You're eating Kenan and kale It's the Sasquatch She let the beast get up in her a**-crotch Can't stop, until she raise her hands like a mascot Polio rappers up in afghans and ascots, attack not Unless you like how asphalt make your back hot My crew is like Bad Cop, Bad Cop Give you black eye like the step-dad in Sandlot, ask not Where you got it from but rather who gave it to you Cause you've seen these parlor tricks before like déjà voodoo I don't hide behind sh**, I'm rawer than it [?] in the sewers like turtles with karate grip Rock until the party sh** and start snorting jit That's when we dip because these coke-heads ain't doing sh** I'd rather head back to the lab and start stacking clips Of audio until my neighbors are pale They don't want serious beef Eating Kenan and kale Eating Kenan and kale Eating Kenan and kale [Scoop Deville] Uh I'm presidential my residential is monumental To the world I'm a leader Want to be like me and make heaters Wake up every morning turn on the speakers I go beserk my universe is calling me and I Ain't got time to rehearse You are the worst I lay you in a clean hearse If it's cheaper to keep her Rocking these Louis sneakers I'm all in, I'm free-falling Poolside: free-balling Life of a shot calling, boss hogging Call me Sargent slaughter: The Godfather Armed robber, heart throbber And you're a co*k gobbler Dicks remind you of peach cobbler Discombobulate its too hard To convince me that you're here to stay How many of you circulate Washout and evaporate? Man get the f** out of my mind-state When I'm slapping a stack and cake f** around and decapitate your happy face b**h