King Kong

[Verse 1: Vic Santoro]

King Kong on the mic

Shell any beat, yeah, they call me the GOAT

Walk in the room like Styles

Tearing it down, you should call me the Ghost

Made a lot of rappers go sleep

Right now it's peak like call me a coach

They might as well crawl in a hole

You might as well call me the roads

I was letting it spray from early

And I heard a couple man wan' burn me

They ain't calling my phone

They're messaging me on the net, that's nerdy

Your whole team's soft

Trust, fam, you don't wanna wear that jersey

I think another drink might turn me

Treat other MCs like vermin

Test me, you'll never pass that theory

One-way traffic, I'm about that, scary

And I'm really wanted with a gang that's certi

Can't tell me words, I will mash that early

I was running with wolves

Rally on deck, used to park that near me

We was up in the woods

Testing it out in the park that's near me

I ain't heard another guy that's colder

As a young G, I used to slap that older

Me and my man don't chat, he's a doughnut

Bro got life, broke my heart, that's torn up

So free up the Gs

You ain't seen bags that's filled up with Ps

Or seen straps that's filled up with teeth

Thinking he's game so you're filled up with leaks

[Break: Johnny Porter]

But the realness is though, yeah

What it is now, boom

People get their self through a little door

They get their self up there

And they forget the people that got them there

You get what I'm saying, yeah?

You can't ever forget the people that built this ting

Go back, it's foundation, init

People need to know what time it is

See where man's coming from, init, yeah?

Go and check out the shit, yeah? Open link

Shutdown entertainment

You know what time it is, yeah?

[Verse 2: Merky ACE]

I do late night bleach

Fist fight, pick him off with power and reach

Nearly missed the corner, handbrake screech

Jumped out on 'em, had 'em running up the high street

Laugh when youts try and talk 'bout greaze

Washed up olders with no Ps

Or new age youngers that been spoon feed

Soon as they bleed, they're talking to the feds

Salute to my G 'cause he held that ten

Talk about early? You weren't round back then

I was raised in the school of the gunman trend

Can't find him? Then I go and bun man's friend

Started with a half, then I got the Z, no Rem

Shop was open late, they was coming back again

Dem man scope and hate but it's only pretend

Wish they were real just like the item ting dere

Can't wait fi bite them

ACE Merky will mash up your clart like Ace Lightning

Night night then, Fright Night 10

I was in cold bath, they was dropping push bikes

Like they didn't like them

Trainer soles and headbacks on show

I make man cut out all the hype then

I moved more grub back when I liked them

But business ain't shit if you ain't riding

Man are hungry

And I'm tryna get the same ting as Bundi

Belly for the tummy, gym bag get fill up

If not, big darg, make brains spill up

Hear it, test it, spill out

Ps and my bros, fuck a gyal, that's skin out

Man touch dust, we put a stick in and we bill out

Ain't no Family Tree without me, M and Faze

Man tried stab me, I've still got the graze

I caught his bro and made him feel his pain

I ain't playing

Touch Bryce, you'll get slayed

Changed your name to protect the game

Tizzy Gang, we don't need no fame

Cuh we're in our own lane

Run it up, you must be mad in your membrane

[Outro: Johnny Porter]

Yeah? And bare of these man out here need to stop gassing up the little kids

Yeah? Straight

We need to show them something more constructive, init

Show them how to read them books, init

Learn them legal figures

Show them how to go and get this real money

But anyway, back to it, yeah?

Free my niggas up in the pen

Free Toner, free Uncle Shell, free Rem

Soon your time, my bruddas

Yeah? Alright