paroles de chanson Kansas City Royals Insanity Rap - Mac Lethal
Go
Royals.
Rest
in
peace
BB
King.
KC
Kings
Check
it
out
now
Here
I
come
with
the
hype
flow
Hear
the
drums
and
I
might
go
Bang!
I
accelerate
in
centerfield
when
I
be
running
for
the
pop-up
fly
You're
thinking
I'm
like
Lo
Cain
Here's
a
preview
My
name
is
Mr.
Mac
Maniac
Lethal
I'm
like
Dyson
when
I'm
dicin'
Or
Walter
White
with
a
ciggy
full
of
Ricin
That's
what
speed
do
I'm
gonna
hit
them
with
the
EQ
I'm
Mike
Moustakas
playing
third
base
in
my
light
blue
dockers
Hitting
to
your
opposite
side
so
many
times
They
gotta
find
two
doctors
Field
of
dreams,
and
I'm
a
white
dude:
Costner
This
is
Kansas
City
how
we
do
it
how
we
live
it
Gonna
rock
it
gonna
battle
gonna
give
it
Every
single
ounce
of
energy
we
got
We
getting
crazy
getting
loud
They're
making
Jordan's
But
they
gotta
make
some
light
blue
Hosmers
We
lead
the
pack,
man
in
May
weather
A
way
better
fight
than
Pac-Man
and
Mayweather
We
probably
gonna
bite
them
out
of
anger
We
don't
really
care
about
Detroit,
man
Tigers
are
endangered
Gordo
got
the
platinum
glove
Jump
so
high
he
could
catch
a
dove
It's
an
act
of
love
Ryan
and
Hudler's
back
You
can't
sneak
a
piece
of
cheese
by
a
hungry
rat
Morales
up
to
bat
the
ball
left
the
park
Hererra,
Davis,
Holland
killing
it
no
question
mark
Gonna
throw
up
an
extra
heart
Like
I'm
Alcides
Escobar
playing
extra
hard
'Cuz
look,
I
don't
smile
when
I
pitch
I
make
the
Yordano
Ventura
face
But
you
got
them
Kylie
Jenner
lips
Paulo
triple-o
he's
making
music
with
the
bat
Like
it's
Apollo's
piccolo
I
hope
you're
following
the
flow
Cuz
now
we're
winners
So
I'll
soak
you
like
I'm
Salvy
with
the
gatorade
They
think
that'
I'm
a
joker
But
I'm
actually
the
ace
of
spades
I'm
picking
up
the
bat
and
hitting
homers
out
the
stadium
The
ball
is
flying
by
your
head
so
fast
it
make
your
neck
twist
Omar
Infante
and
Alex
Rios
And
my
main
man
Morales
A.K.A.
Cubano
Breakfast
My
head
isn't
bolted
I'm
going
lights
out
like
I'm
Edinson
Volquez
In
a
Monarch's
uniform
18th
and
Vine
at
the
Negro
League
Museum
For
Buck
O'Neill
we
gotta
rock
hard
and
do
it
for
him
Guthrie
and
Vargas
are
pitching
the
stones
Salvador
Perez
is
sitting
at
home
And
even
though
he's
putting
on
perfume
before
he
plays
It
doesn't
matter
cuz
we
also
got
Christian
Colon
To
the
drive
and
the
country
mart
call
in
show
Man
I'm
tall
with
flows
Chris
Young,
boy
6'10
Say
Denny
Matthews
never
gives
me
bad
news
Never
thought
a
team
could
ever
make
the
city
that
blue
With
the
best
bullpen
how
can
they
survive?
We'll
be
champs
until
2085
we
live
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