K-Rino, KB - Aggression lyrics

My aggression, it’ll make me punch through
A mountain for real
All this pressure and this pain
Make a killer wanna kill
I’m a product of the Killer Clan
That’s why my energy keep
Coming like a running
My adrenaline is pumping like a machine
It’s been a long time coming
That’s why I’m hyper like a viper
When I strike or beat, i’m bringing heat
I’m spitting venom
And I’m aggressive like a king cobra
I’m KB The Kidnapper, playtime is over

Let me start by saying fuck George W
I hope a grizzly bear sneak in
Your bedroom and smother you
Bush is the Devil, if you follow him, stop
Shadow of death over America
Take all of ‘em out and all you sellouts
Although my right hand’s fast
His lips swole
Not from the punch but kissing
The white man’s ass scared of the police
But quick to murder your brother
Why don’t we buck up to these laws
The way we do to each other?

My aggression, it’ll make me bust through
The penitentiary wall
And try to free Pharaoh
Even though I know him
Outnumbered by the guards, I don’t care
‘Cause we tryna make another street
Military CD and that means
The guards, the warden
They’ll all have to lay it down
Killer Clan trespassing on federal grounds
With them automatic rounds without
Making a sound
The government is scared of us
Them hoes don’t want no war here

Now when I finished him
The water in his bath was red
He hemorrhaged and bled and fell
Dead with half a head
I’ll make you dream you felt my
Wrath and got stabbed and begged
The right half of my head was bald
The left half was dreads
I’m a champion, I possess the pantheon
Of unreachable mind levels that
You can’t be on
I’m the crypt keeper, the beef eater
Breather of a street sweeper
Reaper changing beefers from shit
Talkers to deep sleepers

My aggression
It’ll make me start beef in the streets
’til there’s nothing left on my plate to eat
Kick Bush in his motherfucking teeth
Walk in the White House and
Piss on the First Lady
Then take a shit and wipe
My ass on the furniture i don’t give a damn
I’ll go to war with the government
I’ll be the first nigga in
History to kidnap a president
Put his ass in the pot
Light the fire till it boil
Bitch stop lying
You took us to war for some oil

I know this bitch in Indiana
His name is Cash
Fuckin’ with the SPC, boy we’ll hide your ass
If you ever come to Houston
Motherfucker you’ll know it
How you gon’ try to sell my verse
And you ain’t paid me for it?
Making moves like you make it's
How fools get shot
You named yourself after something that
Your hoe-ass ain’t even got
You’ll leave this place with a wrecked face
I’ll send your motherfucking spirit to
Hell wearing a neck brace