[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
King Kong ain't got shit on me, bosses in C.O.B
Crawlin' through East Long Beach, enemies cross em, enemies gon' be
Free fallin', n***a we ballin', n***a he Jordan, n***a we Kobe
We bosses in C.O.B, King Kong ain't got shit on me, on me, on me, on me
King Kong ain't got shit on me, on me, on me, on me, on me, on me
We bosses in C.O.B, King Kong ain't got shit on me

[Demetrius Capone]
I cough up a lung where I'm from, I throw up my set
Dirty money, filthy rich, hustle connects
Columbian neck tie your jugular, what you expect
It's russian roulette, fuckin' with us, you a glutton for punishment
I'm fuckin' shit up, you get bludgeoned to death
Fuck slumber, I'm the cousin of death, huggin' my tech
I make your heart freeze, your cardiac under arrest
Heart attack, you're clutchin' your chest
Wait a minute, from daylight to late night
Strays'll make like planes and take flight, the gang is ape-like
You be in them gay pride parades, I can't lie
In the cryin' gang, gettin' raped, no K-Y
My gun say "aloha", that mean it say "hi" but at the same time it say "bye", ok die
I been doin' this shit since I was yay high
You the shit? you smoke, yay, you yay' high

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
I give a fuck if you a goon and grimy, doesn't matter
Go home and dig for gold, mind your fuckin' manners
No sex scene but I'll shoot a fuckin' clip like I'm behind the fuckin' cameras
But my clips are the kind that's fuckin' bananas
I'm kickin' it with n***as who kick it and n***as who bigot and thinkin that this n***a too wicked
N***a we throw up signs quicker than n***as who picket
You spittin' that G shit, meet the n***as who live it
N***a, blaow, y'all target fuckin' practice
I'm fuckin' actresses, you just some fuckin' actors
You cuff, I fuck, you got it fuckin' backwards
I doggystyled your bitch, she got it fuckin' backwards
Yeah, as the shells keep drippin', slippin'
No the hell he isn't, sittin' in Hell's kitchen
Carefree, my L-B fitted sittin' low, I'm good, you couldn't tell me different n***a

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]

[Demetrius Capone]
Me and this n***a Dice finna fuckin' spazz
Untouchable Gang, you fuckin' lames can't fuck with half
No 2 n***as sicker even if you went to the fuckin' past
With a flux capacitor and snatched up Kurupt and Daz

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
Whoop your monkey ass, brass knuckle scuffle when we scrap
Touchin' youngsters fast once I blast Sandusky straps
Cut your kinfolks like Chris Stokes
[Demetrius Capone]
It's a mummy wrap

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
N***a come jump in the front, we finna go hunt, we finna go fuckin' smash

[Demetrius Capone]
You n***as can run if you want but the gunman is gonna be catchin' pricks
N***as is runnin' for nothin' like a woman that wanna be president

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
My gun'll be wreckin' shit, you're still on the run
I'm really Atilla the Hun, then I be drillin' your hun
Like a slave yo, this n***a is hung

[Demetrius Capone]
This n***a is sick as they come

[Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
N***a I'm a different case, n***a don't screw your face cuz I screw your bitch's face
Give that bitch a taste, fuck you and your fanbase
N***a you run with fags, call that shit a drag race
(Wait wait) I am here to kill the Leviathan, you entered the lion's den
Over your head, I shine brighter than a diamond diadem
We fight fire with fire, so call us firefighters then
Like a fireman, I hope you fighters got an iron chin
[Demetrius Capone]
I am not a positive n***a, except when I kick them styles that got a house in Virginia
I hit your crown, make you forget how to remember
I'm sick, low down, and cold, I flew south for the winter
Mix these styles in a blender

[Hook: Demetrius capone]