Kick in the Door lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Grey]
White boy that y'all had no faith in
A black facial face and I cave ya face in
Wardrobe go dumb dumb
The sun soothe syndrome
You, dim-lit dimwits, nicknamed you Dim Sum
My right hook deliver bloody nose bros
Straight up your nostril
Like fist scale co-co
Like vocal T-loco, voodoo decodo
Clawing at your vultures no need no vocode

[Verse 2: Diabolic]
Throw you in a chokehold
Snapping your neck cause when animals attack with
Hacking your flesh with an axe or a hatchet
Smashing your chest till your clavicle and your f*cking back intersect
Pass me the cess inhaling the dutch smoke
Now I'm sitting up on cloud nine from one toke
Going buck wild cause the sh*t I just wrote got hoes swallowing my c*ck till the sl*ts choke

[Verse 3: C-Mob]
I'm blood soaking out on the sh*t that I am on
You'll die upon and this chess game after crying, mom
Rappers claiming they're big fish I'm Leviathan
So f*ck them and the horse they're riding on
See me riding in a old Caprice
Rolling deep my attitude is cold as sleet
And I'm on my king sh*t b*tch golden fleece
And I suggest that you pray the Lord your soul to keep
[Verse 4: Wildcard]
Try and follow I'm bringing the psychic knowledge
I'm mad cause the bible called me a heathen whose fireballing to hell and my rivals all try to kill me but it's more likely you'll invite me, Mr Grey and Diabolic to your bible college
I am all of the pain that you try to ball up
And bring in to find some solace when all of the skies are falling appalling a mic-aholic whose coming to light you all up like a sniper with Cerebral Palsy trynna hold his rifle solid

Kick in the door

[Verse 5: Mr. Grey]
Mothaf*cka I'm cutthroat
Line em up like dominos
They all fall down one by one comatose
On my sh*t don't overdose
Tyrant trying know what throws so below I'm eskimo
A sold-out show and the crowd just froze
Raising ranting rodeo the baddest bull don't evoke
I ain't f*cking around folks
I'm fire with no screen of smoke
Shoot me or rock me I'm so mothaf*cking dope

[Verse 6: Diabolic]
Now why not soak my foes in propane
Throw flames at em burn the whole gang
Backslap whack cats snatch that gold chain
The illest mothaf*cker from here to Spokane
f*ck these no names I'm here with Mr. Grey
To punch you in the face till our fists decay
Whoever got sh*t to say I'll kick in your door
And I'm fist f*cking your face till your hitting the floor
[Verse 7: C-Mob]
All you bad apples get split to the core
Trust none so I keep a .45th in the drawer
Giving di*k to a whore
Till she's dripping and sore
Going so hard she's telling me you ripped it and tore
Going ape sh*t
Killing pussies leave em in a waste pit
You can't compete with C-Mob or Mr. Grey spit
Rappers are so tasteless and you know they hate this
So take this chance to save face and get a facelift

[Verse 8: Wildcard]
I recall I'm the wolf and the night is calling
I'm throwing my rivals all in a well trynna climb a wall
If they're praying to Christ or Allah I'm finding they wife and ball em
Then I'm filling up they f*cking holes I ain't talking stripe or solid
Might acknowledge the ciphers that I'm dissolving
I'm feisty inviting all on your face like a lion mauled it
I'm swinging a knife this wall is just spitting now spiders crawling
And I'm poisoning your drink mothaf*cka would you like an olive

Kick in the door