Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kings, artist - Chino XL. Album song RICANstruction: The Black Rosary, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.09.2012
Record label: Messiah
Song language: English
Kings |
Why you rhymin like you killin' niggas |
You ain’t never feel a trigga |
Screamin that you real but y’all still beginners |
I make examples out you ample rappers |
Smack you make you trample backwards |
Catch you fallin' flat than strap you back in pampers |
That’s a sample just to let you know |
Test me and invest in souls |
Specially on some flesh meat, never left on skulls |
No supposin' holding grudges you’ll be holdin crutches |
Motherfuckers blastin' me that’s blasphamy, I’m old to roughage |
Who’s the toughest as rough as they come |
I’ll snuff 'em anyone of ya bluffin' |
My name ain’t Punisher for nothing |
Keep huffin' and puffin', I blow your face in |
When me and Seis and my ace in the hole lyrical assassin be Triple Seis and |
Chasing popo outta puerto town |
Loco til I part the ground |
In my coffin, tossed in, to the lost and found |
Down and deep beneath the weather in my leather jae |
Six feet forever, half asleep Bronx niggas never die |
The king |
«The term Chino’s Latin |
But I got black soul |
Flows I creates „Unforgettable“ like Nat King Cole» |
The king |
«I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull |
Master the flow, niggas be swearin' I’m blacker than Cole |
Like Nat King» |
Two of the illest that you’ve ever seen |
True Puerto Rican kings |
Big Pun in Heaven making angels sing |
(The king) |
Chino is still in the physical |
Making your name ring |
This collaboration is biblical, mythical, insane |
Feeling the pain of any latin artist we brought change |
Before the game was even called a game in the harshest rein |
These two talented Tieno monsters maintain |
Chino and Big Pun, a true lyricist dream |
(The king) |
Capital X, capital L |
Slapping the veil over your grill |
Slapping the world |
I was found in a church well |
Charred body smell going up your nostril |
Burn myself with lit cigarettes |
Practicing for fires in Hell |
Still can’t believe Christopher Rios is gone |
I feel like beating these wack niggas to death with Big Punister’s tombstone |
Something sacred, pumping hatred, nothing shaken |
Conversations how insatiable, villainous, untasteful impatient |
Abrasive abusive like Gary Busey carry an uzi |
Rubies and Kool G |
Chewy and Goochie |
Angry and moody |
My life’s a horror movie |
Y’all don’t move me, go 'head shoot me |
Murder malicious, you sleep with fishes, slice ya to sushi |
I would’ve thrown Fred Astaire down a flight of stairs |
I’m ghetto as having a fly strip for a chandelier |
Eeeeh |
Then dying, better stand clear |
I’m Will.i.am to Wyclef, had a dredded beginning career |
So Shakira Shakira feel the fear of God |
I spit it hard in the fog |
Flow is odd, my mic’s religious as a synagogue |
There’s a lot at risk |
Open your lungs like Primatene Mist |
Spit it numb my lips like I sniffed a ton of Vicks |
I’m from a bottomless abyss |
Where the white kid exist |
Of a rifle that’s fair |
Shooting out cares till my hands is breaking off at the wrist |
My hate is outta order |
Slaughter, but visual as drag queen pictures of Oscar Dela Hoya |
The king |
«The term Chino’s Latin |
But I got black soul |
Flows I creates „Unforgettable“ like Nat King Cole» — 'No Complex' Chino XL |
The king |
«I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull |
Master the flow, niggas be swearin I’m blacker than coal/Cole |
Like Nat King» — «Dream Shatter» — Big Pun |
Two of the illest that you’ve ever seen |
True Puerto Rican kings |
Big Pun in Heaven making angels sing |
(The king) |
Chino is still in the physical |
Making your name ring |
This collaboration is biblical, mythical, insane |
Feeling the pain of any latin artist we brought change |
Before the game was even called a game in the harshest rein |
These two talented Tieno monsters maintain |
Chino and Big Pun, a true lyricist dream |
(The king) |