Starr - KJ You Done it Again lyrics

[Intro: King Just] *Clears through* Well, well, what is it? Speak up! (News from the East, sire, King Just has returned!) Stop lying! Stop, stop, stop, stop lying (oh no, is it real?) Stop lying! Stop, stop, stop lying (oh no, oh, oh, oh no) Stop lying! Stop, stop, stop, stop lying (oh no, is it real?) Stop lying! Stop, stop, stop lying (oh no, oh, oh, oh no) [King Just] I know hip hop's been a draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag Well Chokemon's back with a brand new bag Father time, ya'll can rock me like a clock Auto ghetto Glock, or watch - me - pop Stop, cop and roll, that's a weed drill k**a Hill, we the reason why most of ya'll real Stand still, at attention, you talking to a general Criminal minded, light years ahead of you Better you than me, rather she than he He can try to be all you can be, in your little army Think war stories, won't gain you no glory Like my dad on christmas, you got nothing for me You bore me, matter of fact, you boring I stand tall, you don't want it with the great balls of Yao Ming Housing wanna lock us down, but they clowns We the surface dwellers that'll bring you back to the underground [Chorus: Starr] KJ you have done it again You are, electrifying KJ you have done it again The earth, to keep defying KJ you have done it again The war's intensifying KJ you have done it again How dare you keep on surviving [King Just] I'm the eternal flames I'm the reason why most of ya'll changed ya'll name I'm the guiding light I'm the reason why most of ya'll see at night Zero vision with percision, I make deaf people listen I got 'nuff ammunition, that'll heat up your kitchen Stop b**hing, channels switching, dirt kicking, co*k licking Wear your cotton picking, I'mma make, sure you good riddance You're forbidden, no bullsh**ting, you'll jeopardize the mission Where's your henchmen? I hang 'em out to dry, I'll trench 'em The tension is building up, stand up And what you believe in? King Just I wear KJ's, MJ's, they cost too much I'm on eBay, selling all my bootleg stuff The road rough, gotta be tough, in this real world I bring j**els, and I ain't talking diamonds and pearls [Chorus] [King Just] I've done it again, and I'm still doing it Physically fit, to put the muscle to it Calastetic, alphabetics, I'm the first one to set it I'm that name brand sh**, while ya'll dudes is generic f**ing Bo Derrick, reading L Rons, dianetics I done sold out my records, but I got, no credit Got a leopard skin rug, with a double lizard tongue Do your thing, but you can't bring the level that I brung You can sing what I sung, sea bang on the drums With a click, running thick, from the burb to the slums We smoke blue bubble gum, we got 2 for 5 jums We the sh** so much, I think our a** got the runs We got big heavy guns, we got Grand Canyon lungs Mr. Miyagi, better play attention Daniel-son Tell every MC to come, if he or she want some And I guarantee you, like Jet Li, I be "The One", one [Chorus] [Outro: King Just] Vanglorious, this is protected By the J, U-S, and the T With a King, sissiessssssssssssssssss