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U-GOD : KJ Rhyme lyrics

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U-GOD lyrics : "KJ Rhyme"

(feat. King Just)

[Intro: King Just]

Yo! This is K.J., all day, every day
Around your way, in your hallway
Puffin' ganje, Hillside Scrambled eggs..

Let's go... let's go... let's go..
K.J. rhyme, all day, every day, let's go..


[King Just]
Prepare for a Battlestar Gallectica, this is Attica
America, home of the Chainsaw Massacre

Dracula, sink my teeth into this beat
And sleep on corners where you drug dealers meet
Stay out of reach, but I keep arm distance

We can't hold him down, cuz I'm just too persistant
Listen, nitroglycerin, finish him
Kryptonite for all you $#&@in' Supermen

It's him again, and I'm feelin' fine
Watch where you walk, you might step on landmines
Tech nine crime, quote him line for line

Intertwine with a mind like Albert Einstein
Optimus prime, throw heat like the sun
I got fees in this rap, why you think I'm on the run?

And when it's all said and done, I'm handlin' my biz
All the kids around the world is gonna is, is.


[Chorus x4: King Just w/ children]
Nobody rhymes like K.J. rhymes
Nobody, K.J. rhyme


[King Just]
Now which one of ya'll could do it like I?

I guess you the reason they put "pumpk" in the pie
Quicker sea fry, hang glide slide
K.J. go way-way like pantry pie

Zebra Lounge crowd, yo, that's Lounge
If I ain't put it down by the ramp with 18 pound
Cherry jubilee, hang off roofs like D.P

Ever since Champ God robbed the $#&@in' Mickey D's
Ya'll was scarred and needed reincarnation of jackpot
Stop frontin', cuz you got the hip hop Scott 'Rock

Face lock the shot, we got the studio booked
Look up your history, I'm still off the hook
It's Mark Twain, I'm rollin' like Oliver Twist

Back now, to smackdown %#@! that you missed
Kiss where the sun don't shine, bottom line
Ya'll ^!$$%z better hope I don't get a deal and sign


[Chorus x4]


[King Just]
You the Mick Dynamite or Mr. Excite
You've been rappin' for a long time but don't sound right

Not quite as the hype that you recite
Mr. All-Day, I'll do it to your $$# night
On sight, I smash anything you write

With K-9 teeth for ^!$$%z who bagpipe
Walk to the light and bring your mic
You won't last one minute in a ten round fight

The Al-Qada type that'll snipe your windpipe
Siege your general, and strip him of his stripes
Either you men or mice, you gon' still pay the price

You either take my advice, or roll the dice
Real life, still trife, walk with a gun
Talk with a knife, double c.d., so you can buy me twice

On tight, and you just might take flight
M.C.'s got left, why you think they not right
Hang glide like a kite, on the turnpike

With two (*##$es, that's some Dick Van !#!&
Pay-per-view satellite, there's a need to feed my appetite
Pick up your weight, cuz you ain't got the hype

Battle me, your need an invite, black or white
And I'll still drink a forty with ice
I still smoke a leaf joint from Spike, ight?

I'm the reason why Coca-Cola had to $#&@in' remix the Sprite
He's nice, and taste like Chinese rice
And from %#@! on the stick, he the pastry whites
You the Latter Day Saints, I'm the Poltergeist
I'm the whole damn pie, ^!$$%, you just a slice

This is a heist, I suggest you remove your ice
Before you be up in close and person over Christ
Get on your Big Wheel bike and take a hike
Cuz around these parts, you not liked
Parasite, don't have me flex my mic

I don't rock Air Force One's, I call it Air Strikes [echoes]

[Chorus x4]

[Outro: children]

Way!
No way!
No way!
No way!
No way!

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