The Prodigy - Imdkv lyrics

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The Prodigy - Imdkv lyrics

IMDKV Queens Ma**acre The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper What n***as wan' do when you see me off camera IMDKV Queens Ma**acre The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper What n***as wan' do when you see me off camera n***a strip who? I'll beat you till you lavender You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son Void that, you can't cash that, stop frontin' You ain't never see me in the streets while we was beefing Talkin' 'bout I white flagged you and said it's all peace When you know damn well it's apocalypse season Get your back radiated next time you try to flee From this punishment you got comin', don't resist You only gonna make it worse, stand the f** still b**h You screamin', see motherf**er, you screamin' Now I'mma have to stop that Hand me the nail hammer and the baseball bat I'mma buss his mouth open he trying to attract The attention of them people IMDKV, I'm evil Straight black evil When it call for it kidnap the p**y for torture I'm all for it What you thought I was Angel Cake? You n***as is hella soft you just baby food beef I'm dog food dope, keep your lady on a leash When I'm outside walkin' through the world like I own this b**h With my hoodie on, black king cobra sh** Queens n***a get the money and I stay fresh Pockets full of dough, tippin' hundreds to the waitress Smokin' like exotic car tailpipes Hopin' one of y'all n***as would get right Go on pop your gun and cut to the chase p**y n***a step up front, I'm cuttin' up his face On some brutal crime sh**, get your eyeball sliced Ugh, disgusting sh**, I will f** up your life IMDKV Queens Ma**acre The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper, what n***a wan' do when you see me off camera n***a strip who? I'll beat you till you lavender You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son And rain on your parade you silly a** n***a Jerk it motherf**er this is not a prank n***a I'm a felon, parolee I still smoke rollies You ain't gotta find Jesus, I'll leave you Holy They ain't gotta find God, I'll baptize your homies Then crack another Patron and toast memories I'm top of New York, bad man, nothing nice b**h king me, top me off like a dirty Sprite Yo too much of my life'll get you f**ed up Way more than that LQ and blunt, dun They rated me triple X, I'm too vulgar I start finger-f**in' that Mac, it's all over