3 Kings(Ft. Ish and Neo)

• Written by  • Featuring IshTALKER and Neo-Arno

//Neo-Arno
MC's acting with their friendly action
But they ain't even know that the enemy's packing
Hennessey, crack, Benz, 2 years later career's a past tense
Put my K.C Green glasses MOTHERFUCKERS y'all that dense
My man Trill told me to wake the beast show off my lyrics
We distributing heat like a gun dealer getting the flaming wings... blown off a phoenix
Thrown out logistics, let the public see how we close out our dealings
Bill Clinton be jealous, these fellas get leveled to Metal dust
And then inhaled by my lungs y'all money is funny it's HILARIous
There's no lettin' the competitors ahead of us it be hell of a verse
If you been following this rapping page, I just Rocked the stage
But if you keep hanging with us you'll be a carcass weight
The Darths dont wait ayo it's a murder in silence
And oar with the flow, nothing's heard from the violence
Multi-functional laser guns, could fill a maiden's plum with hazel nut
And since suckers think I ever gave a fuck, blaze it up cause I'm about to spray ya guts
 
//Ishtalker
I S H talkin... you should've known, flow full grown
Hardcore Hip-Hop, ice cold freezer zip-lock
Emcees stop acting like you don't know
Ish and GK flame grill... your soul
Devote time and effort to firing up the dro
Before the Pharoahs reigned, pop champagne
Roxanne Shante... Rakim & Kane
Rockafellas... Jay Z and Dame, fuck Kanye
Little Brother, Phonte... Hip-Hop born and raised
Wu-Tang, BlackStar... UGK passport
Big Boi and Andre 3000 fast forward
Kendrick, Cole, and Black Thought
White Boy Michael Rapaport
Battle Rapper Dizaster... if you asking for it
If you Hip-Hop til you die then I got a Casket for you...
Tailor fitted, tWitched suicide unexpected
//Hook in beat
 
//GK Trill
If there's anybody who thinks that I'm not the illest
They Gotta be higher, than some Taylor Swift concert tickets.
Pen Oppenheimer physics, remove em' from existence.
Applying Crude methods with good ass intentions
My greatness is surpressed like free energy inventions.
The trying to ignore the meteor falling in the distance.
Listen I'm The echo in the halls of the great Pyramid.
A Great man made from an Annunaki experiment.
Master of Ceremonies are just masters at testimonies
Using the mic, telling the judge how they stretched ya homie.
Extra phony, texture of bologna, unholy and lonely
Factory cloning, opponent owned with the Blade of a Ronin.
Roaming like T-Mobile, I'm the best M.C local.
Devastation is total, hurricane I'll handle everything coastal.
Scope on a tripod, hit you right between your Bifocals
And watch your ass Die on live, right on my socials.
I'm gunning with my soldiers, my family's on my shoulders.
As long as Ish and Neo with me, the wars never over.
My lyrics never sober, the pen ink smells of ether odor.
Baking soda, taking over, rock hustler's making boulders.

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GK-TRILL
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