Canibus, Bronze Nazareth, Raekwon, Craig G, Kurupt - The Kings Sent For Me lyrics

Yo what up? Stop parking your rollers on the
Side of the street homey
This is fucking Chef, man
This your brother Chef, man from Shaoland
You already know it's Shaolin, what going on?

Back for vengeance, glocked up
Drinking Cîroc up call it what you call it
I'ma call it some block stuff
Used to flashing gats
Double barrels that flips narrow
Don't even give it to Daryl then
Hang with the monster mobsters
All of them keep rockets on 'em
Ain't no sense for the arguments
Drugs and guns and dunns in every
Part of my plan's done
Hiding in my mansion, one year
I'm a Polo head, Polo with a Rover sober red
Riding with my niggas in Chicago
Hold the lead my nigga
'Cause it's the bigger we get
The bigger you fall the bigger we shit
Check the wall full of scholars
Bank robbers ankle gold joggers
All my niggas quick to
Get off, popping collars, kid
It's just a family status
Don't get sprayed up for fucking
With the family cabbage
Samuriders, scramble when I aim the tote
Best believe I'ma flame your
Acre with metal bolts
From the flavors you taste when
The rocks is quotes
I'ma have a bronze yacht soon
With all onyx scopes
My hands stay clean without the soap
When you see it's us you feel the rush
The opposite of hope
Slammin' grammar winds that choke and
I hammer hints of hope
Slammer winds that's cold
I deliver ki's of coke

He must be on meds and shit
I keeps one of those things
That shreds your shit
Or did he forget the number
Of how many get hit?
For fuckin' with real niggas
More money to get
Fuck it, sandblast niggas like the Mojave
Beast Mugabi, I'll be probably oddly
Pushing down the street low
Key bucket and banger
Front liners with me strictly
Buckin' and bangin'
Twisting the robbery on missions soldiers
Goblins know got steam brewing
Niggas like Folgers
Fronkenstein, I'ma bubble away
From tripling what a nigga made yesterday
Before I start bustin' a musket
Ivory tusk handle on the hammer
Trust me it must be Pentagon or nothing
Motherfucker i won't tell you again
Sand rider, Samurider, I'ma ride till the end
Samuriders, scramble when I aim the tote
Best believe I'ma flame your
Acre with metal bolts
From the flavors you taste when
The rocks is quotes
I'ma have a bronze yacht soon
With all onyx scopes
My hands stay clean without the soap
When you see it's us you feel the rush
The opposite of hope
Slammin' grammar winds that choke and
I hammer hints of hope
Slammer winds that's cold
I deliver ki's of coke

Women are for fucking, men are for fighting
Who cares
As long as they both bend over smiling?
Yo, I get muddy like
Volkswagon off road buggy
Ladies love me, teddy bears and puppies
Poisonous insects and animals in
The stash house looking for cash
Don't put ya hand in the couch
Frodo Baggins escort the Komodo dragon
Repeat rapid
Memorize the God's solo classics
Predator prowler truth to power gunpowder
Plaid lumberjack flak jackets
And cowboy trousers
Ponderosa Ibuprofen, gasoline soaked Mimosas
Ocean Spray Grey Goose dolphins
Charles Bronson Godzilla Gulf of Tonkin
Sponsored by the Luxor the casino comped him
The Rat Hunters cut his dick off last summer
Flushed it down the toilet, send
It back to his mother, motherfucker

Samuriders, scramble when I aim the tote
Best believe I'ma flame your
Acre with metal bolts
From the flavors you taste when
The rocks is quotes
I'ma have a bronze yacht soon
With all onyx scopes
My hands stay clean without the soap
When you see it's us you feel the rush
The opposite of hope
Slammin' grammar winds that choke and
I hammer hints of hope
Slammer winds that's cold
I deliver ki's of coke

Heartless, like war torn soldiers in Bosnia
I was with his girl yesterday
Ain't have to Bill Cosby her
Craig G, Can-IBus, Rae, Kurupt
Antiseptic on beats
You ain't low spray your guts
What? Cover it up with a Band Aid
Damn straight you'll never come
Close when we mandate
These verbal executions
Fitting MCs necks for nooses
Catch him as he cops a few looses
I literally and figuratively shoot fifths
True shit, a way to lose quick
Is to cross me
Leave a body cold in these warm streets
Hop off stage, punch him in the face
Hop back on beat hold New York
42nd Street was for dope fiends
Triple feature kung fu flicks
And other coke schemes
Orange boxcutters and cut off his feet sleeks
It's different now
It's easy to act tough from a safe place

Samuriders, scramble when I aim the tote
Best believe I'ma flame your
Acre with metal bolts
From the flavors you taste when
The rocks is quotes
I'ma have a bronze yacht soon
With all onyx scopes
My hands stay clean without the soap
When you see it's us you feel the rush
The opposite of hope
Slammin' grammar winds that choke and
I hammer hints of hope
Slammer winds that's cold
I deliver ki's of coke