King & Prince

[Intro]
Yeehaw!
Let's go

[Verse 1: Playboy The Beast]
Let 'em know who the king of the underground
Playboy The Beast, but I don't play, I blast a hundred rounds
These pussy rappers tuck they chains when I come around
I did some time, I went away but now I'm back in town
Lackin', I'll back 'em down
You'll get smoked like a Black & Mild
'Cause you wack with your rappin' style
Think you snap but we laughin' now
An assassin in all black, when I get to blastin' I'm snappin' out
Runnin' up in your trap with the strap and I get to clappin' now
We not promotin' no dope sellin' or bullshit
You pushin' H, you a bitch and I got a full clip
Merk your local heroin dealer, we diggin' holes quick
Sellin' poison to your own people, now that's some hoe shit

[Interlude: Flip Capone]
Flip Capone (braa!), Street Soldiers E-N-T
Where JustinTime at?
Fuck Hard Target (Blyah!)
I heard these country boys wanna rap
Fuck Adam Calhoun! (Where they at?)
Yeah, Justin Time (I heard they wanna rap)
Fuck JamWayne! (Where you at?)

[Verse 2: Flip Capone]
Let 'em know who the prince of the underground
Flip Capone, pussy boy, I drop a hundred rounds
Why you actin' like we common ground?
Hmm, 'cause you broken and I break 'em down
Silencer on the pistol and it don't make a sound
Introduce 'em to treason, tell 'em hang around
You violate and we demonstrate, ain't no reason to hesitate
Bet that pain gonna resonate, turn your brain to that veggie state (Brra!)
Strapped up with blickies and we ready for conflict
You fuckin' with us? Who be speakin' that nonsense?
Seekin' that content but you ain't peepin' the concept
Preachin' that God shit, bitch, we could sweep up your convent (Brra!)
I keep it a hundred, we could run it
Any way you want it, we on it
Got bullets faster than Sonic in quantities astronomic
Exorcism demonic, on the mic I'm atomic
Leave their boots smoking like chronic
Plugged in like my mouth electronic
I'ma hit 'em harder than the sub that's bumpin' in the trunk
And you know what's up when you see me
Flash the pump, it's too easy
Spray your block like graffiti
There ain't no peace and no treaties
Give a fuck how they perceive me
Keep it breezy, believe me

[Bridge: Smoke Bone]
Murder One, it's that 1-8-7
Sendin' your body to heaven
You better get ready for whatever present (Ha!)
Old hoe-ass dude, old troll-ass dude
Get the fuck out my news, I'ma

[Chorus: Playboy The Beast & Flip Capone]
Let 'em know who the king of the underground
Playboy The Beast, but I don't play, I blast a hundred rounds
Let 'em know who the prince of the underground
Flip Capone, pussy boy, I drop a hundred rounds
Let 'em know who the king of the underground
Playboy The Beast, but I don't play, I blast a hundred rounds
Let 'em know who the prince of the underground
Flip Capone, pussy boy, I drop a hundred rounds

[Outro: Flip Capone]
We ready, we ready
We ready for y'all