No Kings lyrics

Artist  : El-p 
Song : No Kings



 Send "No Kings" Ringtone to your Cell 

 And the kids say



Watch your man, I think he's faking the band

Y'all will either run the world or destroy it
while holding hands

Architect, terrible vet with bent flashback

Me clutching a 30 OD, burn village laughing



Gas mask latched in, signal for the whirly

Worm killer bird on the set, I flex early

Got to beat the rush and report it all to the
hive mind

Weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to malign
mine



Let's digress now, kings, put your cans up

Paint the city scope with the prettiest type of
cancer

Watch 'em laser surg every tumor like a fatal
relica

New York is the truancy burg, stte of
hysterica



It's a brutalized lab bunny jumping the fence

Grab the money and the charger for the microchip
embedded in head

Brooklyn is the life, equal parts joy, strife

I sit up in the cribbo and carve these 'noid
kites out of lead



The same weight of the monkey on my neck

Who crawled off my back and tried to make
friends

Now I'm walking 'round lit like the fun never
ends

But someone ran their key on my whip, plus left
dents



Welcome to my bastard delight night, gents

Where everything has a meaning but none of it
makes sense

Living is so demeaning but rappers still wanna
offer

Fake aliens from lying saucers



I don't have the time, man, I'm searching for
bigger answers

The beat is so sick, made with real bits of
panther

The clay of the city streets, don't take to these
broken cleats

But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded, it's
just me

What up, Tame?



Desperate men do dangerous things

Full alarm system, New York with no kings

Desperate kids do dangerous shit

Full alarm system, it's on where you live



[Incomprehensible]



My name is El-Producto, my friend, I walk
rawly

Oddly bent pod beast, fiends try to draw me

Another close copy but not the God hardly

Sex shit sloppily, fuck yourself, pardon me



Look, here comes the scientists, here they come
to cure us all

Mind is on your money, sonny, brain is on the
curtain call

Give the kid a sack of D, pass the child a bag of
C

Even in the tenement residence there's a
pharmacy



Deadly young people, deadly new day

Young deadly dumb kick snare pattern play

Dignity for criminals, science for religion

War stole the future, peace is for bitches



Evey thing's a felony, relatively hellishly

Cops make guns whistle like here, check the
melody

You need to learn to worship the warships

Anything made of steel, of course can leave
corpses



Cops on four horses, hot to draw quarters

The morbidist thoughts are mad laws and enforced
quick

Don't lift your foot off of that land mine
switch

Till I make the 20 yard dash and cover my
eyelid



We don't need no edumucation, there's no
patience

My team is on the food line, blinker in the waist
and

Walkies all connected, gotta wait for the
signal

Weathermen are the lefties that burn to the bone
gristle



Insight is disease, feed the criminal rotary

All over the world it's the same skull fuck
locally

Alpha Flight airs that are rare, we rock
openly

Feeling like a kid again, umbilical choking me



Never shit on my faction of bastards, not
openly

Don't you even whisper shit, not even if
jokingly

Straight out of poisonville, coming up for air
again

Nah, the air is poisonous, environment choking
me

Do it again



Desperate men do dangerous things

Full alarm system, New York with no kings

Desperate kids do dangerous shit

Full alarm system, it's on where you live



Yeah, biatches