King Kong

Let me add a little color to the picture Smother you in covers I'mma let ya These man they are breadin' me it's like they made of ginger I'm piecing them together, call me lego land Windsor I send myself below to scuba dive and pitch the market Just lay the hook and start a rumour I'm illuminati And still in kickers i'mma show you out this new versacé And make you kick it like you didn't know you did karate I'm making money riding horses in a blue Ferrari We light it up but we don't want nothing to do with charlie Moving slow mo, I got my crew around me So you can soldier on but honey you can loose an army You can tell me nada, I got a couple chums that don't drink lager And now we in this song, we might go harder And then we talk, talk like the riders, talke like the riders You can tell me nada, quit acting like a dad you ain't my father I got them fly cuts without no ?barber? Cause me I'm king kong with bananas, kong with bananas Let me add a little pepper to the mixture Listen I'mma bury you with this one I'm gonna dead you off and no one's gonna miss ya! I'm knocking bitches out like it's an FA cup fixture I make the music but I didn't make you listen to it So why you listening if spittin' ain't what you're into in Dutty lead the pack, the blackest panther shootin you in And I've been doing this since primary shootin school and tootin' Listen, I clothes-line the beat, I shell down the base, there's no time for weakness Honey I'm no man's a beast, I king kong the place, no copilot needed You can tell me nada, I got a couple chums that don't drink lager And now we in this song, we might go harder And then we chomp, chomp like piranhas, chomp like piranhas You can tell me nada, quit acting like a dad you ain't my father I got a fly cut without no barber Cause me I'm king kong with bananas, kong with bananas Welcome to sko island, nice to meet you King kong your highness I provide, a nice type of violence Right hook the high-hats chief up the kaizers Yeah honey, I'm the finest Big bag of money and pocket full of lighters Vomit on the riddim, sick with it when I'm rhyming I'm on it till I top it then I climb it You can tell me nada, I got a couple chums that don't drink lager And now we in this song, we might go harder And then we talk, talk like the riders, talk like the riders You can tell me nada, quit acting like a dad you ain't my father I got the fly cut without no barber Cause me I'm king kong with bananas, kong with bananas