(No Ratings Yet)184’s dope beat gets eaten by Sonnjim, Jehst and King Kaiow in this track showcasing 3 of the UK’s best emcees and a sick producer.
VERSE 1:
KING KAIOW
- They call me King Kai
- I was raised by wolves
- But couldn’t follow the pack
- Got chucked out at the age of four
- Life became a chore blazin’ draw
- Brain on pause
- Too many weak links in my chain
- I thought call it a day
- Cos it’s makin’ me weak
- And it’s more of the same In the face of defeat
- Now I’d do anything to stay and compete
- Blatantly cheat – I’m talkin’ aces up sleeves
- Faking injuries
- I ain’t keepin’ my head
- I’m keepin’ ahead
- Deep as it gets
- Tell ?
- Ha! Rep Cobra Kai
- Dope as shite
- Joyride the beat on a stolen mic
- I’m damn sure too many man talk breeze
- Up in their lines
- And that brings a whole new meaning to airlines
- I swear blind
- Don’t care ‘bout their grind
- You pedal but go nowhere
- Like riding an air bike
- That bre’er Kai is as def as it gets
- It’s a shame he slurs his words
- I can’t hear what he says
- Blessed with a S on my chest
- And ? on my breath
- Dun fucked up my life now I’m F-in’ with death
VERSE 2:
SONNYJIM
- It’s the undertaker – Mr. Underrated
- Mr. different director, performer, manager and booking agent
- Mr. can’t remember what the fuckin’ date is
- All I know is I’m lean
- And there’s trips up in stages
- Trippin’ lost in Vegas
- Running’ round the Strip with a empty box of trainers
- Screamin’ “Will I be famous?”
- You rap like the lead singer from ?
- Blood I got this on lock
- Timing’s just like a synchronized watch
- Stop!
- Talkin’ bout you keepin’ it real
- You got a piece
- But you’re too prang to pop it
- So you keep it concealed
- When I enter the cypher
- The only thing you got to look forward to is death
- Like a lifer
- You’re better off getting’ popped in the head by a sniper
- I flash my light up for all the extra-terrestrial rhymers
- I’m spaced out
- Reportin’ live from the same couch
- Eatgood’s about to lock the game down
- We be in a steakhouse
- You be doin’ stakeouts stupid
- Blood, the doggy-bag’s the size of your takeout
- And I ain’t tryin’ to talk to none of you
- I came here to rap
- Collect my fee
- Keep it movin’ like I made it in Flash
- So to me writin’ a verse ain’t just makin’ up some rhymes
- And recitin’ the words
- I got people on the other side of the earth that admire my work
- Take it serious
- Angry young man with experience
VERSE 3:
JEHST
- I’m tryin’ to see a panoramic view
- But the fact is the planet’s doomed
- So I stay planning in my panic room
- Packin’ zoots I bagged a few ?
- They say I got a screw loose
- Off the Absolut and fruit juice
- I flew the coop
- Straight over the cuckoo’s nest
- Pick a style of beef
- I wanna see who cook it best
- Anoybody could’a guessed
- Look at Jehst in the superman suit
- Hairy chest with the crooked S
- Except for the kryptonite, who could’a test?
- Puff pass the Buddha bless
- Here to Budapest
- It’s the luminescence
- I shine light on the true and livin’ essence
- Killin’ all contestants
- When I draw the Smith & Westons
- You can lift the bucky from my cold dead hands
- Like Charlton Heston’s
- That means no surrender
- ? snake with the hidden agenda
- Can’t tarnish my vision of splendour
- I had the premonition of better livin’
- But right now all I got is junk food and television
- A drunk dude rollin’ plenty bars empty
- And cherry blunts
- Jammin’ back seat of the bendy bus
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