King Nicky's Crown

Andre Nickatina

My raps are like a cell phone rate,
Cause they keep ringin all across the state
Hit the barbque party make a handsome plate,
I give you hell until I make it to the pealy date
Feel pretty, king nicky do it for the city,
The spot got hot when they shut of the semi
Game is late with a straight poker face,
My recipies cats all wourlin to taste,
But wait its the chef the new hockey ref,
'Cause I'm a cold rap cat till my very last breathe, yes,
I crash cars with the melokie brothers.
My horoscope told me there is no other
I rap everyday like a christmas gift,
I stay hot at the head if the g's don't flip, but trip,
Crushed velvet I tackle no helmet (wuh)
I probly ain't shit if you let a freak tell it.

Wha, flirtation via pimp take it for what its worth,
Loli lo might mama never ever pivot
Quality rap style tendencies are written spittin'
With the magnitude that you submittin'
To the game brain watch this how you be forgettin
Cut out your never next with the stylish jack
Leave you're ass for dead cause you be fuckin faggots bitch
Picture this Superbowl Sunday,
Niggas shootin craps in the kitchen
Sat in left sat in left and I aint missing cause I got the ins on the game
So let me kiss it like rolli with the ice bellow
Spoken like a Jewel thief car bank robber
Since the eighties been a top notch
What ever you like pumpin' iron for my abs
Cause my ass is tight

I write scriptures,
For those who dont understand drug picture
Treat the pain and make it feel like a slug hit cha
You all arcane wait I'm about to make bail
The plan I got'll throw a fish at your clientele
The killer whale goes deep beneath the ocean floor,
And leaves dead mc's at the sand shore
The Atlantic, man don't panic, you act like you ain't never
Get your ass kicked
I make money and for me its shere khan,
Comin through, smellin good, park in a ravine (oh)
All in detriot man they know my facade
Stretchin they necks tryin ta check the guy 'cause,
I stay quite when my other niggas get loud
I kick style with my silver tooth smile (cha ching)
I cook rhymes on a cookie sheet
While you play that top on a rookie beat
Word

Frankly, I'm about to spank thee
On the microphone so go pick me a switch
Stitchin up your pain with my protocol
You'll get your doll bound
Kidding, you see my devilsh grin
I see the way you like sedating while I'm lickin my ends
While you be gressin I'm progressin dont wanna know
First lesson compessin, cause admit you is a hater
Is the first step to a dry run in a pimps grip
Patoi Now really how far do you think the players
Path gon getcha? C'mon nigga huh huh?

Shit you know mackin is a game freak, and I'm a player
But not for large in my straigh rhymes n shit
Shiiit, king nicky in full effect I got coke dealers askin
"What you doin next?" and check
Like the honycomb hideout hidaway, I don't drive nickatine
I just fly away. Spread my wings like a vulture when it comes to this,
Makin moneys more sweater then a tongue kiss
Shift the gears on my block like a Maserati
Back there I had you spinnin like a kamikaze
Work the rap like a drunk work a bar tender,
Shake it live like a colt 45