Soul Khan, Akie Bermiss, Big Chief - Lord Khan Almighty lyrics
[Soul Khan, Akie Bermiss, Big Chief - Lord Khan Almighty lyrics]
This ain't miami coke rap
I ain't claiming im pitching
Base like sandy koufax
I'll leave your rep on the coat rack
This rorschach with no mask
Better known as walter kovacs so hold that
Chief running bull, charging at the matador
Play the game loyal while you
Front about your madden score
Handle yours or get touched by
The hand of thor hand to god you'll be
Sleeping with the albacore
This is the league, world series of rap
The brown baggin brown bandit
Commandeering a track
Get roped by the lasso and
Thrown to the gravel
Dress for long winters it gets
Cold in my shadow
From the long barrel the iron speaks
Iron chief cut from the same
Cloth as iron sheik
BBAS surgeon generals warning
May cause the loss of genitals in grown men
I said one side 'fore I have to get unkind
Cut you like you're a lunchline
Watch your intestine unwind
Pick your motherfuckin guts up off the floor
Like lord khan almighty I don't want no more
Motherfucker, motherfucker
Whether you blacker than akon
A cracker like kreayshawn
Hispanic or asian, you're happy to say, khan
Is probably the rawest since
The passing of ason
Unique, " this is child's play
Pass me the crayons
I'm several levels higher than
Where icarus dropped
So you ain't playing with my paper
'less it's scissors and rocks
Got a mami on me kissin on my ticklish spots
With a following from rotterdam
To kids from iraq
Now that's some real shit for my big homie
Moussa i told him i'd be planning
Something big for the future
To prove that I am liver
Than anyone you admiring
I'll rip the veins from my arms
And use em like a violin
I'll sever my genitals like
They got buc fiftied
Dismember em and shred em with
An ox cut swiftly
Set my balls on fire like god, son's grizzly
Just to let you know that you
Can not fuck with me
I ain't claiming im pitching
Base like sandy koufax
I'll leave your rep on the coat rack
This rorschach with no mask
Better known as walter kovacs so hold that
Chief running bull, charging at the matador
Play the game loyal while you
Front about your madden score
Handle yours or get touched by
The hand of thor hand to god you'll be
Sleeping with the albacore
This is the league, world series of rap
The brown baggin brown bandit
Commandeering a track
Get roped by the lasso and
Thrown to the gravel
Dress for long winters it gets
Cold in my shadow
From the long barrel the iron speaks
Iron chief cut from the same
Cloth as iron sheik
BBAS surgeon generals warning
May cause the loss of genitals in grown men
I said one side 'fore I have to get unkind
Cut you like you're a lunchline
Watch your intestine unwind
Pick your motherfuckin guts up off the floor
Like lord khan almighty I don't want no more
Motherfucker, motherfucker
Whether you blacker than akon
A cracker like kreayshawn
Hispanic or asian, you're happy to say, khan
Is probably the rawest since
The passing of ason
Unique, " this is child's play
Pass me the crayons
I'm several levels higher than
Where icarus dropped
So you ain't playing with my paper
'less it's scissors and rocks
Got a mami on me kissin on my ticklish spots
With a following from rotterdam
To kids from iraq
Now that's some real shit for my big homie
Moussa i told him i'd be planning
Something big for the future
To prove that I am liver
Than anyone you admiring
I'll rip the veins from my arms
And use em like a violin
I'll sever my genitals like
They got buc fiftied
Dismember em and shred em with
An ox cut swiftly
Set my balls on fire like god, son's grizzly
Just to let you know that you
Can not fuck with me