Glaciers of Ice
Wu-Tang is the voice I puffed to
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
You niggas be rappin about the same shit
You may as well be fuckin the same bitch
You ain't got no lyrical capacity
I'll have you seein stars like your layin in the galaxy
King Fame
It's like drippin acid when I hit
I be droppin motherfuckin classics when I spit
Now I'm spazzing with the clique
When I rap it's fully automatic with the clip
Got your girlfriend grabbin on my
But I ain't really chasin these hoes
I'm chasin bank rolls when I'm on the mic I'm outta control
She heard I'm packin the totem pole
Low and behold
I'm better than fuckin platinum and gold
I be destroying the mic every time I touch it
it's like David Banner
Mixed with Bonecrusher
I'm sharper than a stone cutter
Hit you with a Stone Cold stunner when I be layin my flow structure
Nobody can fuck with me on the mic
My lyrical technicality will take your life
When it comes to this rap shit I'm the head lead Sergeant
Killing all these wack MCs just like targets
I'm an artist, painting this masterpiece
I don't listen when these actors speak
I'm leaving shattered dreams
You can't comprehend the capacity
When it comes to rhyme skills
I will smash mcs, drastically
I've mastered free
Lift you up off the ground
There's no gravity
Then I bring you back down fatality That's part of the King Fame mentality
I got a twisted flow
But I'm gifted tho
Ain't gonna stop til my neck and my wrist look froze
When I'm on the microphone I'm outta control
Low and behold I'm better than platinum and gold
Wu-Tang is the voice I puffed to
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
You niggas be rappin about the same shit
You may as well be fuckin the same bitch
You ain't got no lyrical capacity
I'll have you seein stars like your layin in the galaxy
My flow is colder than glaciers of ice
When I'm on the mic, I'm spitting shit intricately precise
I put a thin slice, this nice
As I'm cutting straight through ya windpipe
you better sit tight
All you rappers ain't spittin shit right
And I ain't trustin these bitches no more
Cos I got my red pulled out
Ripped it up on the floor
And the main one that's supposed to be havin your back
Will be the coldest one that's why I'm freezing this fucken track
King Fame
It's like drippin acid when I hit
I be droppin motherfuckin classics when I spit
Now I'm spazzing with the clique
When I rap it's fully automatic with the clip
Got your girlfriend grabbin on my
But I ain't really chasin these hoes
I'm chasin bank rolls when I'm on the mic I'm outta control
She heard I'm packin the totem pole
I'm gifted
She gave me head under the mistletoe
Wu-Tang is the voice I puffed to
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
You niggas be rappin about the same shit
You may as well be fuckin the same bitch
You ain't got no lyrical capacity
I'll have you seein stars like your layin in the galaxy
King Fame
It's like drippin acid when I hit
I be droppin motherfuckin classics when I spit
Now I'm spazzing with the clique
When I rap it's fully automatic with the clip
Got your girlfriend grabbin on my
But I ain't really chasin these hoes
I'm chasin bank rolls when I'm on the mic I'm outta control
She heard I'm packin the totem pole
Low and behold
I'm better than fuckin platinum and gold
I be destroying the mic every time I touch it
it's like David Banner
Mixed with Bonecrusher
I'm sharper than a stone cutter
Hit you with a Stone Cold stunner when I be layin my flow structure
Nobody can fuck with me on the mic
My lyrical technicality will take your life
When it comes to this rap shit I'm the head lead Sergeant
Killing all these wack MCs just like targets
I'm an artist, painting this masterpiece
I don't listen when these actors speak
I'm leaving shattered dreams
You can't comprehend the capacity
When it comes to rhyme skills
I will smash mcs, drastically
I've mastered free
Lift you up off the ground
There's no gravity
Then I bring you back down fatality That's part of the King Fame mentality
I got a twisted flow
But I'm gifted tho
Ain't gonna stop til my neck and my wrist look froze
When I'm on the microphone I'm outta control
Low and behold I'm better than platinum and gold
Wu-Tang is the voice I puffed to
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
You niggas be rappin about the same shit
You may as well be fuckin the same bitch
You ain't got no lyrical capacity
I'll have you seein stars like your layin in the galaxy
My flow is colder than glaciers of ice
When I'm on the mic, I'm spitting shit intricately precise
I put a thin slice, this nice
As I'm cutting straight through ya windpipe
you better sit tight
All you rappers ain't spittin shit right
And I ain't trustin these bitches no more
Cos I got my red pulled out
Ripped it up on the floor
And the main one that's supposed to be havin your back
Will be the coldest one that's why I'm freezing this fucken track
King Fame
It's like drippin acid when I hit
I be droppin motherfuckin classics when I spit
Now I'm spazzing with the clique
When I rap it's fully automatic with the clip
Got your girlfriend grabbin on my
But I ain't really chasin these hoes
I'm chasin bank rolls when I'm on the mic I'm outta control
She heard I'm packin the totem pole
I'm gifted
She gave me head under the mistletoe
Wu-Tang is the voice I puffed to
That's why I'm on a level you need to step ya rap game up to
Cos in this rap game King Fames the Grym Reaper
You niggas ain't equal
Rappers are getting Ethered
Credits
Writer(s): Kotaemai Tewi
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