you get hit like surface to air missiles get crashed like zildjian cymbals my aura is a force field that can withstand pistols and nuclear payloads that erase whole continents turn global occupants to smoldering apocalypse coka inclined to pain coka and the hologram broken bottle gang buck fifty you in rotterdam my goons are carnivores and outlaws that start wars and scar yours like dartboards drop you where the sharks swarm sub zero freezing weather gun below the pee wee sweater shoot lead green beretta you dead we forever spaz with the uzi hold the chromie to peel uncle howie bragged he used to do coke with toni tennille flame with the molotov commonplace like date rapes in college dorms i make the planet rock like afrika bambaataa songs die effective martyrs deaded for doom coka kings riot tested armageddon approved this coka kings hard body shit you know that we a problem coka kings the dope stuff non lethal rap pazienza coka nos three murderers father and son and holy ghost dig a hole carry the head of a trojan goat my voice carry the power thats from jehovahs throat pazienza paranoid so the toasters close premonition of pain inside the vultures cloak my cousin lethal cut it up like it was soap and coke the fat bastard a trackmaster like tone and poke my bitch carry my hammer inside a burberry bag i leave you covered in shells like you a hermit crab steadfast and bled fast when the curtain dragged the haze of infatuation of smoking dirt and skag cock the motherfucking glock good riddance make this motherfucker rock like if pac was spitting god forbidden put a hole inside your fitted take your head with your conscious in it im a g  this coka kings hard body shit you know that we a problem coka kings the dope stuff im a political prisoner living on this criminal planet animal chemical mixologist my confidence is brimming goddammit my prominence escalating to a dominance the high exalted kingdom of slaine the slang poet the aa the anonymous ira conglomerate bombing it fuck it im old school i stay with that atomic shit keep lighting the dust bone when you hit it cause the embalming s wet your dos is don ts and you aint got out of your pajamas yet my egos bigger than obamas lips my lips spit verses of controversy with no mercy yous are counterfeits your moneys no good over this way it dont amount to shit my respects my currency go ahead try and count the bills i stack federal notes you say the angels just dangerous but i can tell you the devil is dope ask the heroin shooters nothing like a rush in the vein fuck im insane still stuck in this illustrious pain2
['conscious hip hop']