God Of War
01-28-2013, 07:31 PM
posted on 9/10/00
XKING
SORRY ABOUT THE LATENESS GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE DAY...BUT HERE IT GOES...
T'S A COLD DAY IN HELL BEFORE THIS NIGGA TAKES MY CROWN/WHEN I'M DOWN THE FANS WILL BE BOOIN' YOU AND GIVIN YOU THUMBSDOWN/WRAP YOU TOUNGE IN BARBED WIRE/JUST TO SHUT YOU UP AND SET YOUR MOUTH ON FIRE/WITH THE HOT LYRICS I SPEW/I'LL PUT EM' DOWN AND SPREAD EM' ALL OVER YOU/IF I COULD I'LL CHOP MY EARS OFF SO I CAN'T HEAR YOU/BUT FUCK THAT I'LL JUST PUT SOME ARROW HEAD SPEARS THRU YOU/RIP YA EYES OUT AND DIP EM' IN ACID/CHOP OFF YA HANDS AND THROW EM' IN LAKE PLACID/SO YOU WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO GRACE THE MIC WITH YOUR WACKNESS/YOU NEED TO GO BACK IN HIDING A GET SOME PRACTICE/YOU COULDN'T BEAT ME ON "ANY GIVEN SUNDAY"/MATTER OF FACT NOT ON ANY DAY/ALL THAT'S LEFT ARE YOUR ARMS ANDS LEGS/BUT I'M CHOPPIN EM' OFF TILL THEY LITTLE PEGS/I'LL WRITE A RHYME WHILE WATCHIN THE BUCS WHIP THE BEARS/AND STILL COME HARD AS FUCK AND CHEMICALLY BURN OFF YA HAIR/WAS THIS THE DAY THAT YOU PICKED TO DIE/SLICE YA UP TILL YA LIQUIFY/YOUR REMAINS I CAN HOLD IN THE PALM OF MY HAND/THEN THROW EM' DOWN SO THEY BECOME PART OF THE SAND/YOU SHOULD'VE KNOW THAT I WAS GONNA COME EXTREME/EXPLODIN YOUR HEART AND RIPPIN OUT YA SPLEEN/INFECTIN YOU TILL I BECOME APART OF EVERY GENE/I AINT EVEN RUSTY AND GIVIN YOU A CASE OF GANGRENE/MAYBE I'LL JUST PUT YOU TO SLEEP AND THROW YOU IN BED/OH MY BAD YOU ALREADY DEAD//
vs
thumbsdown
(they kicked there ass didn't they!!)
when you watch a football game thats all that you should do/
steppin to TD the X tells you that you're through.
I've killed the King, find his body, X marks the spot/
"But thumbs I found his body at a parking lot?" yo!
cause I left him on top the pavemwnt so all could see the rot/
from the bacteria that flows from his wack snot.
"TAKE HIM TO DINNER THUMBS" O.K. hold up a second/
I will scramble this nigga's mind and leave no recollection/
Frappe' his flows and leave'm second guessin'/
Fry up his rhymes and simmer it in salad dressin'/
Cut off his communication and blend it in the message/
that "EX-KING IS A BLAND THING" full of bland transgression/
sowed his sins wit white rice and polluted the grounds blessing.
Fed this cat a three course meal of himself and even HE didn't like it/
said it tasted like carrot juice wit bike tracks,/
WHERES MIKEY AT!!
He'll eat anything 'sept this thing, he don't like that!/
so please keep Mikey, KEEP MIC'S AWAY FROM EX-KING/
lookin like a seal jugglin' hoops in three rings/
throw this cat a fish and watch as his heart sings/
I threw fooled and ping pong ball and he died screaming/
WHOOPS MY POT IS TOO HIGH let me turn the fire down/
be honored that youve been scortched by this cat,
XKING
SORRY ABOUT THE LATENESS GOT CAUGHT UP IN THE DAY...BUT HERE IT GOES...
T'S A COLD DAY IN HELL BEFORE THIS NIGGA TAKES MY CROWN/WHEN I'M DOWN THE FANS WILL BE BOOIN' YOU AND GIVIN YOU THUMBSDOWN/WRAP YOU TOUNGE IN BARBED WIRE/JUST TO SHUT YOU UP AND SET YOUR MOUTH ON FIRE/WITH THE HOT LYRICS I SPEW/I'LL PUT EM' DOWN AND SPREAD EM' ALL OVER YOU/IF I COULD I'LL CHOP MY EARS OFF SO I CAN'T HEAR YOU/BUT FUCK THAT I'LL JUST PUT SOME ARROW HEAD SPEARS THRU YOU/RIP YA EYES OUT AND DIP EM' IN ACID/CHOP OFF YA HANDS AND THROW EM' IN LAKE PLACID/SO YOU WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO GRACE THE MIC WITH YOUR WACKNESS/YOU NEED TO GO BACK IN HIDING A GET SOME PRACTICE/YOU COULDN'T BEAT ME ON "ANY GIVEN SUNDAY"/MATTER OF FACT NOT ON ANY DAY/ALL THAT'S LEFT ARE YOUR ARMS ANDS LEGS/BUT I'M CHOPPIN EM' OFF TILL THEY LITTLE PEGS/I'LL WRITE A RHYME WHILE WATCHIN THE BUCS WHIP THE BEARS/AND STILL COME HARD AS FUCK AND CHEMICALLY BURN OFF YA HAIR/WAS THIS THE DAY THAT YOU PICKED TO DIE/SLICE YA UP TILL YA LIQUIFY/YOUR REMAINS I CAN HOLD IN THE PALM OF MY HAND/THEN THROW EM' DOWN SO THEY BECOME PART OF THE SAND/YOU SHOULD'VE KNOW THAT I WAS GONNA COME EXTREME/EXPLODIN YOUR HEART AND RIPPIN OUT YA SPLEEN/INFECTIN YOU TILL I BECOME APART OF EVERY GENE/I AINT EVEN RUSTY AND GIVIN YOU A CASE OF GANGRENE/MAYBE I'LL JUST PUT YOU TO SLEEP AND THROW YOU IN BED/OH MY BAD YOU ALREADY DEAD//
vs
thumbsdown
(they kicked there ass didn't they!!)
when you watch a football game thats all that you should do/
steppin to TD the X tells you that you're through.
I've killed the King, find his body, X marks the spot/
"But thumbs I found his body at a parking lot?" yo!
cause I left him on top the pavemwnt so all could see the rot/
from the bacteria that flows from his wack snot.
"TAKE HIM TO DINNER THUMBS" O.K. hold up a second/
I will scramble this nigga's mind and leave no recollection/
Frappe' his flows and leave'm second guessin'/
Fry up his rhymes and simmer it in salad dressin'/
Cut off his communication and blend it in the message/
that "EX-KING IS A BLAND THING" full of bland transgression/
sowed his sins wit white rice and polluted the grounds blessing.
Fed this cat a three course meal of himself and even HE didn't like it/
said it tasted like carrot juice wit bike tracks,/
WHERES MIKEY AT!!
He'll eat anything 'sept this thing, he don't like that!/
so please keep Mikey, KEEP MIC'S AWAY FROM EX-KING/
lookin like a seal jugglin' hoops in three rings/
throw this cat a fish and watch as his heart sings/
I threw fooled and ping pong ball and he died screaming/
WHOOPS MY POT IS TOO HIGH let me turn the fire down/
be honored that youve been scortched by this cat,