3 Kings Big John (Ft. Kool G Rap & R.A. The Rugged Man)
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[Verse 1: Big John]
Decapitation vaccination Big John ain't no mental patient
Been on medication ever since the day I could talk
You want a sedative you can drink the blood from my heart
We magnificent glistening banging bitches while we christening
You kelters and helters we here to body you cowards
My occupations slaughtery for wack rappers who try and bother me
You not as hot as me, Big John it gotta be
Exceptional technical poison pumping through my ventricles
I'm fresh in 0-7 those battles pseudo-intellectuals
Y'all faggots get smashed quick, for rapping that wack shit
Chop with the hatchet throw it in the trunk of a black whip
You can't imagine my passion combined with rapping adaption
And with the comic book caption reads I'm the bombest kid rapping
I smack cliques with wack writs cause really they that bitch
Big John, Giancana stuff bricks in the mattress
Fuck with R.A and I'm leaving you backless
[Hook]
3 kings, there ain't no snatching our crowns
We be them 3 kings, we here to fracture you clowns
3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
Talking trash, no talking back, we slaughter you cats
3 kings, there ain't no snatching our crowns
We be them 3 kings, we here to fracture you clowns
3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
Talking trash, no talking back, we slaughter you cats
Decapitation vaccination Big John ain't no mental patient
Been on medication ever since the day I could talk
You want a sedative you can drink the blood from my heart
We magnificent glistening banging bitches while we christening
You kelters and helters we here to body you cowards
My occupations slaughtery for wack rappers who try and bother me
You not as hot as me, Big John it gotta be
Exceptional technical poison pumping through my ventricles
I'm fresh in 0-7 those battles pseudo-intellectuals
Y'all faggots get smashed quick, for rapping that wack shit
Chop with the hatchet throw it in the trunk of a black whip
You can't imagine my passion combined with rapping adaption
And with the comic book caption reads I'm the bombest kid rapping
I smack cliques with wack writs cause really they that bitch
Big John, Giancana stuff bricks in the mattress
Fuck with R.A and I'm leaving you backless
[Hook]
3 kings, there ain't no snatching our crowns
We be them 3 kings, we here to fracture you clowns
3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
Talking trash, no talking back, we slaughter you cats
3 kings, there ain't no snatching our crowns
We be them 3 kings, we here to fracture you clowns
3 kings, Big John, Rugged Man and G Rap
Talking trash, no talking back, we slaughter you cats
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