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k.n.p. - last supper lyrics

[verse 1: t kapone]

the second coming of kapone
come to steal the throne
these b-tches wearing reeboks seeing if he’s not home
they tryna find me, treat me like a clock and unwind me
i will kindly keep that p-ssy minty like a pine tree
now don’t defie me, all these rappers be behind me
pimpin b-tches till i’m m-th-f-ckin 90
flow so rype like its shiny
your girl says ya d-ck is tiny
i sound like harmonie, saying blimy
thugga wish he was this slimy
i ain’t listening to ya songs, but im like
where those rhymes be?
i’m a gorilla like harambe
last name clay but first c-ssius, he raps like a blasphemist
what did he say?
i don’t know
but give him our b-tches, money, and hide the ashtrays
he displays the sharpness of cutting a filet
his bars are like skipping foreplay
doesnt give a f-ck what the wh0r-s say
with no delay he sprays lyrical arrays till rappers are rotting in decay
and girls ride hime like a valet
his heart cold like sorbet and he ain’t sorry
but he does have a side kick, who’s like a psychic
and slices the beat like an icepick and only likes his b-tches right thick
nips spits mystery like a dice trick
he just might spit

[verse 2: nip$y]

yea i might spit
yea, yea, yea
i might spit
nip$ so sweet like the berries in the winery
tortoise vs. hare race, y’all can’t find me
out of sight, out of mind
like a smooth criminal, annie are you okay?
we always on subliminals
dare face me n-gga acting so whimsical
play you like an instrument in your girls favourite musical
the demand an encore, n-ggas want more
started from the bottom, now we ballin till the top floor
playing like ayesha n-gga 30 on the court
pull up to the 3, all i do is score
y’all say game and we treat this like a sport
float like a b-tterfly, sting like a bee
my n-gga said last name clay, first name c-ssius
like my girls like my wine, sharp and the cl-ssiest
take me by the hand to the bedroom, show me you the nastiest
she say she love me, i said spell it backwards
kapone and me with the mojo like austin powers
i still feel like i could rip this sh-t for 30 f-cking hours

- k n p lyrics

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