King Service lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Nigeria
The African government
Sudan
Or some different sh*t

[Verse 1]
I'm geared towards the big dominant game
The sh*t I flip it
Baseline muscle
Turn inside the f*ckin' dunk over
Nenad Krstić, ya seven foot center
Saw my nuts in his face, oh sh*t
The crowd missed it
Now The Nets gotta regroup and call a time-out
I'm fuel-exhausted from the stomach up
I sh*t a rhyme out
Cobra on top of my hat spit a rhyme out
The golden mummies make a statement
Ya chick p*ss on the couch
The Nigerian queens feed the king
Time is cereal
That's some sh*t that you won't even get close to ya f*ckin' mouth
Golden dogs walk around the f*ckin' house
With navigation connected to your b*tch eyebrows
The stars crystal off my pubic hair
While you face the throne
18 million for the princess Diana's chair
[Hook]
Somalia, Egypt, somewhere (x3)

[Verse 2]
I p*ss on your toenails, paint ya feet all black
You ain't no official f*ckin' mack
Skinny legs on your ass stand up weak from cocaine
What's that green fungus growin' from your b*tch
c*m in my face with pinkeye
You think magazines tell you the truth?
Look at your face surgery, it's a goddamn shame
Now they got you with a little bony ass
With furry Ugg boots, and celebrity sleuth
The pop sensation let you wipe my ass for me at the radio station
Your b*tch know I got good sense
Walkin' up to the Chinese restaurant with the cobra hat
You see where the man is, you f*ckin' know where the cobra's at
Your b*tch got bed lice from dirty hotels
She move with the clap
Ya'll wanna find the prince, you better get that f*ckin' Africa map

[Hook]
Somalia, Egypt, somewhere (x3)

[Verse 3]
Now watch me walk the camel on top of your f*ckin' head
The Arabs trade me oil, and make deals
Horses run at you at in desert, a hundred degrees
I don't need wheels, you motherf*ckers in America fight for skills
And top-ranked monkeys, they top-ranked flunkies
With no pyramid status
These peasants and sh*tstains, they keep comin' at us
The lord abracadabra, sh*t-talker, Al Jazeera bragger
Get out my face with a cheap-ass phone camera
And practice your goddamn grammar
You can't spell for sh*t, you can't talk and tell for sh*t
Now you wanna turn around and talk with sh*t on your lips
[Hook]
Somalia, Egypt, somewhere (x3)