King James Dillinger - Here I Come lyrics

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King James Dillinger - Here I Come lyrics

[Intro: Heckler] Oh! Mr. KJD! Mr. Rap Savior! The same boring MC You're on that same depressing bull sh** bro! It's the same sh**, track in and track out At the rate you pump out material, I could push out 6 albums I mean, f**! No punchlines? No hit singles? God damn! What do you got to say for yourself? [Verse 1] Uh. Writing a hit single's never really what I cared about Cause' lyrical ability is positively paramount I'm married to the game, but I won't share my spouse So Imma' verbally abuse her until someone dares to tear my larynx out I was shunned from the local scene Even though all these old timers prayed for a youngin' dope as me Best up and comer's what they voted me I'm all revved up. Ate my Wheaties with some Gatorade and Ovaltine Ha! Yo. And when my night's through I realized I've eaten up more beats than Dwight Schrute Rap has lost it's edge, yeah, it s**s that it's missing So I'm the 90's baby, b**h, with 2 f**s to be given Always coming out on top, like a minute man in missionary Spitting sick sh**, yeah, I'm the a** hole with dysentery Uh. We can't pardon the whack Like a perverted runner, I come hard on tracks [Interlude: Heckler] Well, alright, alright That's a decent 16 I mean, you're heading in the right direction But I mean, the real question is.. Can you do any better than that? [Verse 2] I've had multiple strokes of genius, like Bill Nye's wife Pause. I've had multiple strokes of genius, like Bill Nye's wife With a blood clot traveling straight to her brain Squirming around in a circle, retarded snakes on a plane Nothing to take for the pain. But look where I started from Then grab a measuring tape when I ejaculate, so you can see how far I've come Y'all were focused on the Romney-Obama sh** I was focused on making it through the zombie apocalypse Haters like to claim that I'm a conscience rapper Cause' I don't talk about money, d**, or topless dancers But all you copycatters, just k**ed the game So Imma' dig her up and f** her, like a necrophile body snatcher Man, you s**, and you lack finesse And got a f**ed up flow, like a urine stream after s** Ha. I'm shouting out to the vets It's my turn, b**h, time for countdown to commence 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0