Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song B-Boy Kingdom, artist - Aceyalone. Album song All Balls Don't Bounce Revisited, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.03.2019
Record label: That Kind of
Song language: English
B-Boy Kingdom |
Greetings |
Ok I’ll make this short |
We in the house |
We got Mikah 9 Abstract Rude Peace |
Vic Hop Fat Jack and myself Aceyalone |
We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom |
Bring them laughter after which bring them tears |
I seen it comin' and knew it was a plot |
Legislation had a plan to kill hip hop |
I got wind from a snitch I kept in contact w/this |
Bitch ass judge who was paid off |
Soon after that he got laid off |
I’m lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka’s flow |
Hold your black stallions and your black sheeps |
Black clan aided a nigga and got heat |
We met up on Stepney and Market sparked it |
Mapped out the target |
We gon' take out their number one sergeant |
Young and strong we bailed up on their front lawn |
To kill the enemy |
Remember me |
Well if you remember me you’ll remember |
I’m the one who broke into the pentagon took fouls planted bombs |
Now I possess the blueprint |
I counter the message you sent |
No longer will you slander and tamper w/our music |
Copies of the document we’re xeroxed |
The ghetto took offense in defense of hip hop |
Shot down rolled 'em up loc’ed up bailed out |
Saved the day |
Then into thin air I fade away |
Scorpion |
We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom |
Bring them laughter after which bring them tears |
The story had never been told until now |
As the glory of the kingdom come comes down |
Disguised as a janitor the washman |
I swept and mopped the floors |
Better yet I was a spook behind the door |
W/a perfect view from the bannister |
Feeling like Lee Harvey |
'cept I got a hundred million years in me |
First thing I did was aim |
Lock him in my scope |
Squeeze |
Bust his melon open now I’m pleased |
In the name of MC’s |
Already passed the time that they allotted me |
The housekeeper spotted me |
It was either her or me |
Click clack |
She says I will not say what I see |
But I never could have trusted her so I busted her in her chest |
Then laughed |
Then headed for the elevator shaft |
But it was too late the jig was up |
There was pigs all in the building |
So I tried to escape to the fire escape from homicide |
Yeah I killed him |
Hangin' from the third story ladder |
I dropped and I felt my ankle shatter |
No time to lose juice from my bladder |
My mission was completed and that was all that mattered |
The van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the crime |
But it was hard to run w/a broken foot |
Just like I thought they blasted |
I took one to the gut |
I was laying there thinkin' about death |
Just watchin' my blood spill out |
Just then the van pulls up and I jump in |
And then we pull out (?lickin'?) shouts for the glory |
We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom |
Bring them laughter after which bring them tears |
I walk in like a normal black |
Gun peckin' jaw snatching |
Slide |
They like the way I glide |
To the back break out my backpack and stack my shit up |
Ah it’s bulging now |
Looked around heard a gun shot |
Pow |
I looked down I whipped out my shit |
Unloaded my clip |
Jetting by the count I slipped |
Tripped out |
Landed on my hip crawled out |
I hit a tuck and roll up and out |
Into a flip and boned out now I’m zonin' |
I’m nine Glocks and seven 380's richer |
I’m fit to blow the foundation off this beyotch up |
Synchronized for the race |
I push the button |
Nuke the place |
Timed myself dashin to the ride |
I hops inside |
Keys already in the ignition |
I cranks it slaps it in drive |
Fizorty-fizive seconds til dizamage |
Ride b-boy |
Kingdom |
We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom |
Bring them laughter after which bring them tears |
We come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom |
Bring them laughter after which bring them tears |