Promo Song of the Day
Brutally Honest
play lo-fi play hi-fi 14 - The Gallows
This account is currently under review.
Song Info
Share URL of this page  
King Me (f*** J. SUMMERS)
play lo-fiplay lo-fi     play hi-fiplay hi-fi     downloaddownload
explicit lyrics
So this little chipmunk sounding, crunk luber, by the name of J summers wanted to come at me. Thinking he 'King of the North'. Well, sorry to break it to ya, pal, but the Kid ain't having none of that. Check the lyrics to see the massacre of a per
Author
Copyright
Album
Uploaded on
Genre
SPuL
MAS ENT
So Young, So Reckless Vol. 2
Sat Dec 16, 2006
HipHop : Battles/Disses
Take charge
» add to my.soundclick
» rate this song
» paid license
» texting MP3 to cell phone
» share song by email
» comments
» get single-song widget
Charts position
» highest in charts:   # 24   (1,485,318 songs currently listed in HipHop)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 1   (36,582 songs currently listed in HipHop > Battles/Disses)
Lyrics
Now I'm not a promotor of violence
but could we please have a little moment of silence?
....That's for you, J
Got you duct taped up in the truck, kick, pushin' like you Lupe
This ain't no movie. When you're dead you dead
This a one-sided bout, f***a two-way
Dude, wait... King of the North?
F*** a coast, kid, you ain't even King of your State
Listen...girls, love me, they all kissing the guy
But if it's thumbs up for, J... he's just hitchin' a ride
Man, I'm hot, I abuse...leave you shakin' like Michael J. Fox
Only thing you ain't got his excuse
Best not get confused, I'm reppin' the new set
I'm rude bet, makin' money, doing my 2 step
Your weak, I tell your, girl "yo honey, you nude yet?"
Cuz losing's a bi***, and the only one you'll get

(Chorus x2)
SPuL's comin'!! Yo J you shook
Feel ashamed, say my name, you cooked
You ain't a king, you a clown, cat. You're going down (BLAT!)
Lyin' on the ground, noww.. where my crown at?

Kid, you want beef? That's stupid to say
Cuz I got Kobe lookin' jealous, way I'm shooting a J
You reppin' Alanson, kid. That just shows that you wack
But congrats, on being King, where nobody raps!
This punks mine.. so if you really ARE what you eat
Watch J's next battle for my punchlines
I'll leave your group with a knife to their neck right
Cuz it's a Breeze beating Summers, like your sex life
Ain't got lines to waste, wanted to dumb it down a bit
But your songs beat me to the chase
Yo I hate to break Jaws.... but your name, J. Summers
Is sooo last season, that I'm makin' J. Fall
Your group playin' you. Don't cry but yo
You're just the whiteboy they found to give 'em ride to shows
Kid, you ain't fire. Rap hasn't look forward
To J. Summers, since f***in' Jigga retired