Yo what up Keith Wookie? What up Kiza. K Anti-Body
Yeah, Coal Cash
A.k.a. Krakatoa
It's the king of the kingdom I came to k** kittens and kick cribs
Captain Krav Maga, word to kick it where you keep kids
Kryptonian kindred are kinship with Kakori
Coal's a crazy cracker capture castles with Kasparov
I'll crack your knot, colossal kraken I'm Krakatoa
I'm a colder ninja, the beastly jinjuriki from Kanoa
Kamikaze karate the cotter of Kashin Koji
I'm a kemosabe, a canine kinda like kema or Kakashi
The Rurouni Kenshin?, I'm known for k**ing kids like Kony
Call your cronie crew jabronis, clueless phonies couldn't clone me
I'm Ben Kenobi, an OG known for beef like Kobe
But I'm kosher with the k**ing crushing villains calling for code three
The cold key cracker, cut with katanas whippin commas
I'm a conjure chaotic conscience like Genghis Khan I came to conquer
A co*k like King Kong I k** c*nts with Kama Sutra
Kamehameha kidnap cuties like King Cooper
A kin to Krueger, like knuckle Nas I'm Kimbo Slice
I'm a night of Bad Karma the John Connor of Christ
I creep with Keith Wookie crushing keif so keep caution
I stay coughing off kush I'm a crook cooking the cauldron
Can call me Krillin, k**in' in close quarter combat
I grapple a Quran strapped with a bomb I k** on contact
A contract k**ah, iller than Val Kilmer in Tombstone
Consuming caine, shrooms and watch cartoons till my cocoon close
Your kicks are clown shoes your crew's a clueless clan of cavemen
I'm close with Clint than Clay, you went Kandinsky in your cadence
The Cajun cracker, crazy catastrophes with casualties
Caught in Katrina, screaming FEMA in the cacophony
Cat sh** keep cleaner keep your c*nt cozy for co*k shaft
My craft can't be knocked I'll spit a wad of snot on a cop badge
While grabbing my crotch, clockwork orange carnage with Kubrick
Conducive to getting coochie I'm the cubie of what my crew spit
So who spit the crack you are craving, and who crept on the cats with cataracts who couldn't combat my creation
Son it's Coal and Kiza, a cataclysm in cannibalism
With a crimson catapult let's load the sink from the kitchen
You think they got that?
K antibody
Krakatoa
Everything and the kitchen sink, b**h