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kris james! - kingsfromthanes lyrics

[verse 1: kris james]
get up stand up
now go & put your hands up
i’m here to rob you blind so please don’t make me shoot your mans up
the lyrical -ss-ssin has come back to kick your -ss in
put your career & your physical body in a casket

[verse 2: nk30]
pin ’em to the wall like b-tterfly
a shy guy who majored in com-sci
no lie, as i provide fresh beats
and a flow deeper than the great divide
this is verified & rarefied
but sh-t this left me tongue-tied

[verse 3: kris james]
fighting for my dream, this sh-t i’ll never regret
(i was gonna smoke the marijuana like a cigarette…)
get it wet
laughing at your hokie -ss: virginia tech
features full of ether will straight eat ya with a dinner mint

[verse 4: nk30]
godd-mn, the mic’s like a stand: jean polnareff
who crush foes on wheels of steel or silver chariots
pick ’em up, then hit ’em with a double lariat
hyper combo the b-tch & leave ’em in a body bag

[verse 5: kris james]
you must be out ya f-cking mind to come & rhyme against me
you in denial of the truth, like that dude mister cee
got a beautiful interior
yours is just inferior
i’m always getting -ss, booty, b-tt, tush, posterior

[verse 6: nk30]
futuristic with the flow
but they cl-ssical like oboe
i know though
most rappers these days clones like shoto
on a mission like otto
to get more green than grottos
funny enough, this was the 2nd motto

[verse 7: kris james]
got flows that crack bones worse than the madden curse
got foes wanting the throne but they had to disperse
always mad at my verse
and i’m glad that it hurts
i keep f-cking ‘round with death, so bad when it flirts

[verse 8: nk30]
now, who really the rawest?
a flow like missed sh-t for misfits that go in the toilet
the rawest
now i don’t mean to boat
but i got wits so sharp black, they cut cross throats

[verse 9: kris james]
saintly like “who dat?” or latter-day
balling from sunday to sat-rday
with bold ways that’s more precious than gabourey
mispr-nounce sh-t: drinking “champagen” with “adelay”

[verse 10: nk30]
hit you with that fresh rhyme nick plate
this might sound queer to young ears but still it t-tillates
tell ya homies, whoas, duns, rounds, & best mates
that nk30 & kris james are on the intake

[verse 11: kris james]
surgeon on beats, got ‘em neatly nipped & tucked
making sure my moves are always covered like t-tty f-cks
it’s more sk!ll than luck, so don’t blame the ego
cause i drop more hits than rookie players at evo

[verse 12: nk30]
dropped like fresh hot kreplach
silent verb -ss-ssin, hip-hop sure shot
get rocked!
you can find me at your local gamestop
with flip-flops
trying to get some play from a nerdy bop

[verse 13: kris james]
shut your stinkhole
and i’m only gonna count to cinco
cause it’s going down, going down like a sinkhole
to be honest, i don’t really know what’s going down though
i just said that sh-t cause i just liked how it sounds, yo

[verse 14: nk30]
stand strong like skyscr-pers
it’s not a bird or plane, it’s nk the caped crusader
not your average player
in this game i’ll be an overtaker
bringing down false icons & protrayers

[verse 15: kris james]
deep allegory with my stories
from rigged elections to f-cking sh-t up bad on maury
all without getting boring
as dangerous as popo locking their chokehold
it’s loco how my future shines like soul glo

[outro: nk30]
you know what? i’m not even gonna do, uh, an 8th part
because, honestly i didn’t even want to do this
you asked me to come do this
and i just made the beat for you
and you were like, “hey kosi, why do you come rap off of it?”
and i said “you know, this is a little too slow for me”
and you were “no, go do it kosi! hyuck! hyuck-a-duck!”
and then i was like “no, kristofer! cause you’re rude, you smell like b-tt, & you know what, i don’t like ya!”
so that’s that!

i’m a very depressed person
[laughter]

- kris james lyrics

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