Mr. Grey - Kick in the Door (feat. Wildcard, Diabolic, C-Mob) lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
from the Mr. Grey album "Vicious Vendetta".
[Mr. Grey - Kick in the Door feat. Wildcard, Diabolic, C-Mob lyrics]
White boy that y'all had no faith in
A black facial face and I cave ya face in
Wardrobe go dumb dumb
The sun soothe syndrome
You, dim-lit dimwit's, nicknamed you Dim Sum
My right hook deliver bloody nose bros
Straight up your nostril
Like fist scale co-co
Like vocal T-loco, voodoo decodo
Clawing at your vultures no need no vocode
Throw you in a chokehold
Snapping your neck cause when
Animals attack with
Hacking your flesh with an axe or a hatchet
Smashing your chest till your clavicle
And your fucking back intersect
Pass me the cess inhaling the dutch smoke
Now I'm sitting up on cloud
Nine from one toke
Going buck wild cause the shit
I just wrote got
Hoes swallowing my cock till the sluts choke
I'm blood soaking out on the
Shit that I am on you'll die upon and this
Chess game after crying, mom
Rappers claiming they're big
Fish I'm Leviathan
So fuck them and the horse they're riding on
See me riding in a old Caprice
Rolling deep my attitude is cold as sleet
And I'm on my king shit bitch golden fleece
And I suggest that you pray the
Lord your soul to keep
Try and follow I'm bringing
The psychic knowledge
I'm mad cause the bible called me a
Heathen whose fireballing to hell and my
Rivals all try to kill me but
It's more likely you'll invite me
Mr Grey and Diabolic to your bible college
I am all of the pain that you try to ball up
And bring in to find some solace when all of
The skies are falling appalling
A mic aholic whose
Coming to light you all up like a sniper
With Cerebral Palsy trynna hold
His rifle solid
Kick in the door mothafucka I'm cutthroat
Line em up like dominos
They all fall down one by one comatose
On my shit don't overdose
Tyrant trying know what throws
So below I'm eskimo
A sold-out show and the crowd just froze
Raising ranting rodeo the baddest
Bull don't evoke
I ain't fucking around folks
I'm fire with no screen of smoke
Shoot me or rock me I'm so mothafucking dope
Now why not soak my foes in propane
Throw flames at em burn the whole gang
Backslap whack cats snatch that gold chain
The illest mothafucker from here to Spokane
Fuck these no names I'm here with Mr grey
To punch you in the face till our fists decay
Whoever got shit to say I'll
Kick in your door
And I'm fist fucking your face
Till your hitting the floor
All you bad apples get split to the core
Trust none so I keep a 45th in the drawer
Giving dick to a whore
Till she's dripping and sore
Going so hard she's telling me
You ripped it and tore going ape shit
Killing pussies leave em in a waste pit
You can't compete with C-Mob or Mr grey spit
Rappers are so tasteless and you
Know they hate this
So take this chance to save
Face and get a facelift
I recall I'm the wolf and
The night is calling
I'm throwing my rivals all in a
Well trynna climb a wall
If they're praying to Christ or Allah I'm
Finding they wife and ball em
Then I'm filling up they fucking holes
I ain't talking stripe or solid
Might acknowledge the ciphers
That I'm dissolving
I'm feisty inviting all on your face
Like a lion mauled it
I'm swinging a knife this wall is
Just spitting now spiders crawling
And I'm poisoning your drink mothafucka
Would you like an olive kick in the door
A black facial face and I cave ya face in
Wardrobe go dumb dumb
The sun soothe syndrome
You, dim-lit dimwit's, nicknamed you Dim Sum
My right hook deliver bloody nose bros
Straight up your nostril
Like fist scale co-co
Like vocal T-loco, voodoo decodo
Clawing at your vultures no need no vocode
Throw you in a chokehold
Snapping your neck cause when
Animals attack with
Hacking your flesh with an axe or a hatchet
Smashing your chest till your clavicle
And your fucking back intersect
Pass me the cess inhaling the dutch smoke
Now I'm sitting up on cloud
Nine from one toke
Going buck wild cause the shit
I just wrote got
Hoes swallowing my cock till the sluts choke
I'm blood soaking out on the
Shit that I am on you'll die upon and this
Chess game after crying, mom
Rappers claiming they're big
Fish I'm Leviathan
So fuck them and the horse they're riding on
See me riding in a old Caprice
Rolling deep my attitude is cold as sleet
And I'm on my king shit bitch golden fleece
And I suggest that you pray the
Lord your soul to keep
Try and follow I'm bringing
The psychic knowledge
I'm mad cause the bible called me a
Heathen whose fireballing to hell and my
Rivals all try to kill me but
It's more likely you'll invite me
Mr Grey and Diabolic to your bible college
I am all of the pain that you try to ball up
And bring in to find some solace when all of
The skies are falling appalling
A mic aholic whose
Coming to light you all up like a sniper
With Cerebral Palsy trynna hold
His rifle solid
Kick in the door mothafucka I'm cutthroat
Line em up like dominos
They all fall down one by one comatose
On my shit don't overdose
Tyrant trying know what throws
So below I'm eskimo
A sold-out show and the crowd just froze
Raising ranting rodeo the baddest
Bull don't evoke
I ain't fucking around folks
I'm fire with no screen of smoke
Shoot me or rock me I'm so mothafucking dope
Now why not soak my foes in propane
Throw flames at em burn the whole gang
Backslap whack cats snatch that gold chain
The illest mothafucker from here to Spokane
Fuck these no names I'm here with Mr grey
To punch you in the face till our fists decay
Whoever got shit to say I'll
Kick in your door
And I'm fist fucking your face
Till your hitting the floor
All you bad apples get split to the core
Trust none so I keep a 45th in the drawer
Giving dick to a whore
Till she's dripping and sore
Going so hard she's telling me
You ripped it and tore going ape shit
Killing pussies leave em in a waste pit
You can't compete with C-Mob or Mr grey spit
Rappers are so tasteless and you
Know they hate this
So take this chance to save
Face and get a facelift
I recall I'm the wolf and
The night is calling
I'm throwing my rivals all in a
Well trynna climb a wall
If they're praying to Christ or Allah I'm
Finding they wife and ball em
Then I'm filling up they fucking holes
I ain't talking stripe or solid
Might acknowledge the ciphers
That I'm dissolving
I'm feisty inviting all on your face
Like a lion mauled it
I'm swinging a knife this wall is
Just spitting now spiders crawling
And I'm poisoning your drink mothafucka
Would you like an olive kick in the door