Sacred Blasphemy - Kings Are Back Lyrics
[Rhinoe]Daily hustle, Daily Grind, on the edge of the map.Left side to be exact, West coast ready to snapDrop your head leave you dead, We don't do it for the bread,We do it for respect get it through your head.Thugz life is in the air, California’s home be the danger zone,don’t stay home alonecuz I bust through your window 45 extended clipin your house on your couch, crack a 40 have a sip,don’t give me lip, shut the ***** up and moveactions speak louder than words ill break you in your hoodI’m a golden state g dissecting your brainhuman flesh at stake, mistakes leave stainscome around this scene dislike take flight3 strikes you’re out, be ready to fightif you aint from the west don't come to the coastif you are from the coast put your glass up and toast.[hook]We drink we smoke we straight west coast,We run the streets, take flight the mostIf it wasn’t for the west you wouldn’t need a vest, Bullets at your head aint no aiming at your chest.If you get high then don’t come down, If somebody disrespect bet beat them downCuz the wet id back to reclaim its crown, going hook for hook, going pound to pound.[Skandalouz]If it wasn’t for the west these rapper wouldn’t need protectionThis interception will be your depressionMy vocab will toe tag your whole world’s perception,mother *****ers witness this west side aggression,The Raw, The Real. They feel it when we kill,they spit about the cars, we spit about the steal.They talking bout some bull shit, no talking when the bullets hit.We run up in your spot, hit the ground or be the murder vic.We vicious when we enter, unload on the sceneWe got these posers trippen like some methamphetaminesAnaheim be the dungeon where they hit you up with pistolsbest to run for safety when you hear them funny whistles,Take flight, hit the blunt and then pass itSlap the mother *****a if he act a silly bastardthe west is back and the kings have arrived.head hunting wack emcees homie, dead or alive.[Hook x1][Zoot Zoot Classic]I be drinking and smoking, stirring all this commotionwith the ruckus I’m bringing, now the wheels are in motionfor the few that are chosen not the lames that be posing,dancing, prancing around like strippers for tokensand you gotta be joking while I’m locked and re-loadedDevoted to murdering anything sugar coatingcuz I find it repulsing so I’m planting explosivesYou rookies and novice in case you didn't noticePolice looking for motive while your heads in the ocean,and the rest of your body is rotting with maggots and roachesSo my slogan will be and always remain,***** with us and get damaged to brainRavaged with pain, this savage can't be tamedor held down by chains, a virus you can't containSo I maintain a balance with the good and badsick side all day cuz homie it's on like that.[hook x1]
