Tech N9ne - Kansas City King lyrics

[Intro] (Hog tie 'em x3) Them n***as is dumb n***as Disrespecting somebody that loved y'all n***as You deserve everything you got coming you dumb motherf**ers This one's for the rogues, this one's for the hoes This one's for the shows, this one's for the ghettos This one's for the rogues, this one's for the hoes This one's for the shows, this one's for the ghettos [Verse 1] (Ey) Who put them a**es in motion? (Ey) Who flow it fast like the ocean? (Ey) This sh** is past the commotion I'm 'bout to push it further n***a rub it in with lotion So many posed to be holding me totally foes to me Gold to the protege his quota be so But he alacrity rhyme motherf**ers know the design How you gonna disrespect me when the whole city's mine? I been grinding like a motherf**er chasing my dream No longer chasing I'm making my green And it seems that them n***as talking tough sh** Not just some n***as but the hood I grew up with, n***as I grew up Get this (what's that), them n***as is pissed Cause I got their house note, mistresses's house note Five car notes income tax return And three child support checks on my wrist I'm the... [Chorus] (x2) Kansas City King And I'm the baddest n***a that you ever seen You stupid n***as don't really want no money green You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling All you motherf**ers the Kansas City King [Verse 2] Down to the nitty gritty did I say nitty I said nitty Cause ever since he left the sh** ain't been pretty n***a had to skip scenes when he rammed his Dick up in something sacred and your honor Probably gave him fifteen of the damnedest When I didn't have Scheiße to do I used to sit up on the block with the crew and drank brew Now n***as mad because I'm gone "bonjour" Stupid n***as you never see because I'm "on tour" Stacking cash and smacking a**es with the ma**es You still jacking stashes gun blastes Funny how my money it runs rapid Labelled me a devil cause your hustling level I done pa**ed it n***a Will, my n***a still You kept it real kept it all about the dollar bill They wrong and you know it and I'm about to show it Since you said you was misquoted n***a I'ma hold it I'm the... [Chours] (x2) [Verse 3] Big Scoob you fixing to get schooled How could you just diss dude and do something this crude you Motherf**ing fool you I taught you patterns how to combat 'em cause you knew I was O.G. like TuLu I told you lets do the group called RDV And you said no cause ain't know we repping that R-E-D Then I said f** that, I mean with R-A-P Get together and make the cheddar as far as they see So I extended a hand to blend with with a band Now ex-friends with a man they'll send to the can When you pa** me motherf**ers don't you ever ever ask me sh** about Stuart Ashby simply because he slashed me Who used to trust you? (ME!) Who slept on your couch with and AK ready to bust who? (ME!) You say people saying 5-7 R.D.V.'s ain't sh** without me Make you wanna say f** me, well fu*k YOU I'm the... [Chorus] (x2) [Verse 4] I started y'all gangster sh** And this the motherf**ing thanks I get? You been challenging me ever since fourth and fifth grade Mad cause you didn't get your credits on "Mitch' Bade" Talked to Don Juan, you don't want none Look at you blood you just a crab wonton Making everything black and white the fattest Not at all but your business can't compete with Travis At its worst status Strange will change the name of the game And claim domain and all lames will ravish Michael Whitebear, you been waiting to bust rounds At a n***a well the opportunities right there Sixteen bars ain't enough to express how I feel about you n***as Now I'm with my two n***as deuce n***as Reign 'till I'm slain they will forever feel me The only way to stop me you got to k** me the... [Chorus] (x4)