Kris James - Kingsfromthanes lyrics

[Verse 1: Kris James] Get up stand up Now go & put your hands up I'm here to rob you blind so please don't make me shoot your mans up The lyrical a**a**in has come back to kick your a** in Put your career & your physical body in a casket [Verse 2: NK30] Pin 'em to the wall like bu*terfly A shy guy who majored in Com-Sci No lie, as I provide fresh beats And a flow deeper than The Great Divide This is verified & rarefied But sh** this left me tongue-tied [Verse 3: Kris James] Fighting for my dream, this sh** I'll never regret (I was gonna smoke the marijuana like a cigarette...) Get it wet Laughing at your hokie a**: Virginia Tech Features full of ether will straight eat ya with a dinner mint [Verse 4: NK30] Goddamn, the mic's like a stand: Jean Polnareff Who crush foes on Wheels of Steel or Silver Chariots Pick 'em up, then hit 'em with a Double Lariat Hyper Combo the b**h & leave 'em in a body bag [Verse 5: Kris James] You must be out ya f**ing mind to come & rhyme against me You in denial of the truth, like that dude Mister Cee Got a beautiful interior Yours is just inferior I'm always getting a**, booty, bu*t, tush, posterior [Verse 6: NK30] Futuristic with the flow But they cla**ical like oboe I know though Most rappers these days clones like Shoto On a mission like Otto To get more green than grottos Funny enough, this was the 2nd motto [Verse 7: Kris James] Got flows that crack bones worse than the Madden Curse Got foes wanting the throne but they had to disperse Always mad at my verse And I'm glad that it hurts I keep f**ing ‘round with d**h, so bad when it flirts [Verse 8: NK30] Now, who really the rawest? A flow like missed sh** for misfits that go in the toilet The Rawest Now I don't mean to boat But I got wits so sharp black, they cut cross throats [Verse 9: Kris James] Saintly like "Who Dat?" or Latter-Day Balling from Sunday to Saturday With bold ways that's more precious than Gabourey Mispronounce sh**: Drinking "champagen" with "Adelay" [Verse 10: NK30] Hit you with that fresh rhyme nick plate This might sound queer to young ears but still it titillates Tell ya homies, whoas, duns, rounds, & best mates That NK30 & Kris James are on the intake [Verse 11: Kris James] Surgeon on beats, got ‘em neatly nipped & tucked Making sure my moves are always covered like titty f**s It's more sk** than luck, so don't blame the ego Cause I drop more hits than rookie players at EVO [Verse 12: NK30] Dropped like fresh hot Kreplach Silent verb a**a**in, Hip-Hop sure shot Get rocked! You can find me at your local Gamestop With flip-flops Trying to get some play from a nerdy bop [Verse 13: Kris James] Shut your stinkhole And I'm only gonna count to Cinco Cause it's going down, going down like a sinkhole To be honest, I don't really know what's going down though I just said that sh** cause I just liked how it sounds, yo [Verse 14: NK30] Stand strong like skyscrapers It's not a bird or plane, it's NK the Caped Crusader Not your average player In this game I'll be an overtaker Bringing down false icons & protrayers [Verse 15: Kris James] Deep allegory with my stories From rigged elections to f**ing sh** up bad on Maury All without getting boring As dangerous as popo locking their chokehold It's loco how my future shines like Soul Glo [Outro: NK30] You know what? I'm not even gonna do, uh, an 8th part Because, honestly I didn't even want to do this You asked me to come do this And I just made the beat for you And you were like, "Hey Kosi, why do you come rap off of it?" And I said "You know, this is a little too slow for me" And you were "No, go do it Kosi! Hyuck! Hyuck-a-duck!" And then I was like "No, Kristofer! Cause you're rude, you smell like bu*t, & you know what, I don't like ya!" So that's that! I'm a very depressed person [Laughter]