Aggression

Lyrics

[Verse 1: KB] My aggression, it'll make me punch through a mountain for real All this pressure and this pain make a killer wanna kill I'm a product of the Killer Clan That's why my energy keep coming like a running My adrenaline is pumping like a machine It's been a long time coming That's why I'm hyper like a viper when I strike or beat, I'm bringing heat I'm spitting venom, and I'm aggressive like a king cobra I'm KB The Kidnapper, playtime is over [Verse 2: K-Rino] Let me start by saying fuck George W I hope a grizzly bear sneak in your bedroom and smother you Bush is the Devil, if you follow him, stop Shadow of death over America, take all of 'em out And all you sellouts, although my right hand's fast His lips swole, not from the punch but kissing the white man's ass Scared of the police, but quick to murder your brother Why don't we buck up to these laws the way we do to each other? [Verse 3: KB] My aggression, it'll make me bust through the penitentiary wall And try to free Pharaoh, even though I know I'm Outnumbered by the guards, I don't care 'Cause we tryna make another street military CD and that means The guards, the warden, they'll all have to lay it down Killer Clan trespassing on federal grounds With them automatic rounds without making a sound The government is scared of us, them hoes don't want no war here [Verse 4: K-Rino] Now when I finished him, the water in his bath was red He hemorrhaged and bled and fell dead with half a head I'll make you dream you felt my wrath and got stabbed and begged The right half of my head was bald, the left half was dreads I'm a champion, I possess the pantheon Of unreachable mind levels that you can't be on I'm the crypt keeper, the beef eater, breather of a street sweeper Reaper changing beefers from shit talkers to deep sleepers [Verse 5: KB] My aggression, it'll make me start beef in the streets 'Til there's nothing left on my plate to eat Kick Bush in his motherfucking teeth Walk in the White House and piss on the First Lady then take a shit and wipe my ass on the furniture I don't give a damn, I'll go to war with the government I'll be the first nigga in history to kidnap a president Put his ass in the pot, light the fire till it boil Bitch stop lying, you took us to war for some oil [Verse 6: K-Rino] I know this bitch in Indiana, his name is Cash Fuckin' with the SPC, boy, we'll hide your ass If you ever come to Houston, motherfucker, you'll know it How you gon' try to sell my verse and you ain't paid me for it? Making moves like you make it's how fools get shot You named yourself after something that your hoe-ass ain't even got You'll leave this place with a wrecked face I'll send your motherfucking spirit to Hell wearing a neck brace [Outro] KB the kidnapper K-Rino, nigga SPC, nigga This shit is for realer, nigga