Killa Chronic - Kings of Rock Lyrics

Fresh
In the flesh
Unimpressed by the rest
On my chest
I confess
Yall could guess
Lots to get
Off it f*ck your politics
And f*ck your clique
And f*ck your diamonds on the wrist
This rock shit
Nod your head real hard to this
And ball your fist
In the air with confidence Mosh pit
Try me get your noggin split
The five percent
Hiding what I'm popping with
Get down hoe and bounce for you out cold
Your mouth blown to the south pole
No doubt going that route
Hoping I slouch
Open that pouch
Show what I'm bout
Bulky and loud
Holes in your house
Window on couch
Pillow and spouse
Then go announce
That to the crowd
Not even proud cause you lacking the clout that a rapper should carry
You fake and you barely impressing your peers
You fake with a shitty vocabumalary
Attackin the areas weariest lyricists
Hear it and fear that I'm really this serious
Steer from me clearly I got some material
Sick as venereal hitting your stereo
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
No I won't stop rocking and I won't retire
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
No I won't stop rocking and I won't retire
This is techno
Some twisted metal
A little ghetto
Hit the pedal
Got shit to settle
I stick like Velcro to dinero
I disassemble
Any devil like a Lego
Trying to prevent you
From your potential
Ain't no respect fo
Those thinking they special
Whether state or the federal
What is your MO?
Is it killing us 10-4
I send it back ten fold
F*ck ya credentials
You bitches premenstrual
Wanna swing from my testicles
Get you a Red Bull
Then get on my level
No time for your discipline
Settlin never
Never get wed again
Rather three hoes and three different measurements
Different demeanors
Three different sets of friends
Down and get busy
Never no questioning
Say my name again
Know I made it when the radio savoring
Steak on my plate famous catering
Major label evadin they keep on chasing him
Baby please
Save your cheesing for the camera
Save your knees for this disaster
Take the d for some potassium
And na I ain't your pastor but my congregation's flocking
Riding running and they walking
From Los Angeles to Boston
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
No I won't stop rocking and I won't retire
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
No I won't stop rocking and I won't retire
Man stop it
You can't knock it
You out of pocket like deposits
No common knowledge
Of how to rock like the foundation
I'm killa chronic
AKA Max as clean as Ajax
As clean as comet
Sent here to state facts
Not a prophet
But something like it
I'm not a psychic
But shit I bet
My future might get
Stone temple pilot
Quiet riot
Some never mind with
Toxicity deep down inside it
Mixed like a hybrid
Don't let your eyelids even close load up on guns
Bring a friend
You can pretend
Thinking it's fun
It's gonna end
When it's all done
You're gonna spend
Hours and hours
Trying to decipher
Shit that I wrote
You're gonna climb the
Tallest skyscraper
After you write a
Letter to mom
How can I save you?
I can't even save myself
I don't even want the wealth
I just wanna watch the world burn I'm on a highway to hell
I don't fear the reaper black hole sun won't you come
Someone pass me a needle and the nearest shotgun
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher
Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
Baby girl come holler at me cause I got that fire
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher
Sucker MCs
Should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
Baby girl come holler at me cause I got that fire
I'm the king of rock
There is none higher
Sucker MCs should call me sire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
I won't stop rocking and I won't retire