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emm, nicko and k9 - 4000 watts lyrics

[intro:]
yeah
mayday, mayday
all rappers to run away
all rappers to run for cover
who do we have on this beat?
emm.. nicko… k9
all motherf-cken’ rappers to run away
it’s about to begin
i hope you dead
no like seriously

mayday mayday

emm:
[verse 1]

my verse is like having a shuffle next to yo grave u digging it
im like a hot slap to the face like it or not, you feeling it
i got de beat screamin’ for help ’cause when i gt on the mic im k!lling it
im like busted surage pipe of faeces i know full of sh-t
hard punchlines and metaphors yeah i know im full of it
hard to core we don’t sell girl clothing but the style is too legit
i wrote this from a confession booth to make sure i spit the truth
i got crazy sk!lls i should rap in a mental inst-tute n-ggas block they nose when i come around ’cause i got a stinking att-tude
i got a twisted mind i make a vinal skretch on a tape deck
im k!lling all dese countafit rappers quick with their fake raps
my brain is racing fast on full speed it should be having a break pad
feels like my -ss was set on fire i keep dropping hot sh-t
verbal m-ssacra on the way i show no love and you can’t stop this
my punchlines break jaws, crack skulls an scrars r permanent
my rhymes are always right ’cause i never wrote a script with a left hand
take a chair wit the rest of them under-sit cos u can’t understand
emm, k9, nicko we keep doing what they can’t
if they claim to be macnifen-cent f-ck it we magnife-rand
i don’t need a ruler or instrument to set the record straight
im so hard headed u would think my skull has a metal plate
cut out your musical tounge out cos u n-ggas don’t have a taste
turn on my verbal engine let me accelerate

nicko:
[verse 2]

i’m hazadas, i spit lyrics that causes physical damage
i portuge n-ggas standing in my way
i rap this lyrics explosively
i’m going like boom!
i’ve got a gymnatic disorder
my chromosomes are hip hop
you can say i’m sick
yeah, i don’t fear you, you’re just you
i’m play chess with n-ggas, yes, i check-maid
two middle fingers up, i f-ck you “at the same d-mn time”
i never stop rappin n-ggas, whenever, wherever
i mean it’s nicko, the natural disaster
yeah, i k!ll n-ggas and pack them in a mega-blocks way
i don’t know what’s poppin with n-ggas
they juss can’t get to another level
i’m k!llin them and go to another one
yeah, i give frustrations to n-ggas
n-ggas with opinions juss’ can’t hold me
i going like voom!
please don’t try and stop me, i’m accelerating
yeah it’s nicko, i’m a dog, i bite you with my k9

k9:
[verse 3]

k9 on this track, i’m busy drawing punchlines
i got another watch, so i’ll see you next time
f-ckin’ with me is like steppin in a lion’s pride
okay we all know that my d-ck is longer than an hour
you n-ggas washed up, laundry powder
i crush your all white swagger into white powder
flow is sick, it can k!ll a f-cken nurse
you girl has a blackberry, but she ain’t even got some curves
mess with me then i see you in an i.c.u
ke flowa blind ntwan, no love at 1st sight
you n-ggas think you fly, well you just
kites
k9 son, i’m soap in your f-cken eyes
b-tch i’m an african, but lang kenya
attention is a b-tch, and i gotta pay her
i don’t listen to house, that’s why i camp outside
n-gga you dead like oscar’s girl on valentine

[outro]
yeah
mayday mayday
i told these rappers to run for cover
if you didn’t
rest in peace to you!

- emm nicko and k9 lyrics

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