Kill Your Idols lyrics
by Kemba
[Bridge]
Knight in shining armor don’t exist these days
n*gga got bullet proof vests
n*ggas go straight for the head
[Why are you like this]
Honesty and honor don’t exist these days
n*ggas don’t got no respect
n*ggas don’t get no respect
All of your idols were made in a marketing prep
Them n*ggas hot off the press
I never had a role model my momma ain’t dressed
They never got off the breast
Ironically I got a lot on my chest
Honestly I got a lot of regret
Promise me you’ll try to find me in death
[Promise me, promise me, promise me]
I sell the sound of my sorrows for dollars and cents
Heartbreak and sonder and sex
I put a couple of dollars aside for the set
That’s just a sign of respect
Thought I found solace when Solomon signed me a check
I’m at the side of your neck
[Knight in shining, knight in shining, knight in]