They Call Me Kid Vishis

[Intro: Kid Vishis] Yeah Vishis We're edged in stone The prince is here Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Kid Vishis] They call me Kid Vishis They call me Kid Vishis They call me Kid Vishis They call me Kid The one who made you say "sick 'em" Made you say "sick 'em" Made you say "sick 'em" Made you say Rock City's prince We make the rules of rap, so we get paper back This is royalty, bitch, we're the aristocrats I'm the prince in fact, we make it count with stacks Them CDs like crack, give you a dose of that [Hook: Sample] "Down, down like a stone" "Down, down like a stone" [Kid Vishis] Nigga Nah, nigga, we ain't going nowhere We're edged in stone [Verse 1: Kid Vishis] We make the rules of rap, so we get paper back This is royalty, bitch, we the aristocrats I'm the prince in fact, we make it count with stacks Them CDs like crack, get you a dose of that This is verbal smack, they should sell this in packs I'm the ultimate connect, I reach the burbs and traps Vish is the coolest cat, we take the cheese from rats Call them snitches, take their bitches and don't give them back Like a thief in the night, I'm in and then out of sight I move my pen like I'm fighting and I'm trying to K.O. the mic I spit that yayo, my writing will get you high as a kite Make you rewind it back twice, admit this nigga is nice I swing this right, you gon' drop, I will win You seen that last fight that I was in, friend, aiight then I'm on some Big L shit, I roll the big L thick Weed green as the paper that hold the dead presidents Nigga [Hook] [Kid Vishis] Nah, nigga, we ain't going nowhere We're edged in stone [Verse 2: Kid Vishis] We make the rules of rap, so we get paper back This is royalty, bitch, we the aristocrats I'm the prince in fact, we make it count with stacks Them CDs like crack, get you a dose of that This is audio dope for all of the artists to smoke Far from the hardest, I know, still pull the cannon and blow I rip your heart out your soul and grab my balls like I'm bowling Never fall, never fold, it's always bros over hoes My girl's a rockstar, I hate hoes She's from the hood and she sing better than Keyshia Cole You can look for sure, no touching from head to toe You act like you don't know and I will beat you like you stole Still aiming for global, skills better than local 'Til the wheels is low pro, sitting ill on a Rover I get a deal, it's over, I'm spitting quotable flows at you 5'9" the king but the young prince is focused too Nigga [Hook] [Kid Vishis] The motherfucking prince is in the building [Verse 3: Kid Vishis] I'm cosigned by 5'9", I know I'm a dope rhymer So Im'ma just grind, I wrote lines, you quote mines I make hooks, you take hooks, we could punch it nigga, we can stomp a nigga But if it's really that serious, we gon' hunt the nigga if I'm furious So back up real quick 'fore Vishis go off like a Light switch then dark hits, I black out when I spit To give you one reminder I will put a rapper under the ground so far you'll have to find his mic in China I'll beat you with my fire, I'm the messiah of rhyming Fuck your tires and your diamonds, I got the eye of the tiger Just that haters don't like us but they never come to fight us Before you ask for war, just know you're clashing with the titans I spaz with I'm writing, four five make him fright and cock back Release lightning, take that like a burglar Vishis I'll murder ya, bullets flip your furniture Feds trying to question me, I say "I never heard of ya" Loser [Hook repeats to fading]