Sunset Saturday by Tha Arkhitekt Lyrics

Quote from the song “Sunset Saturday” by Tha Arkhitekt

Ding-dong! It's the lyrical King Kong
Who goes in on every song without Rich Homie Quan
I 'flex' with only lyrics, got MCs sent to clinics
My name is no gimmick, this rhyme is pyrrhic
When the words connect and the rhymes inject
I deflect the wack when I receive direct
Attention, I increase the tension
When they step in my dimension without exemption
When I rhyme, it's beyond comprehension
MCs better seek divine intervention
Cause the lyrical level I'm at is Mt. Everest
My rhymes is devilish, I bless the globe with pestilence
Fantastic like the Four, I never snore
I got more rhymes in store for a lyrical war--
Fare, better beware when you spit hot air
Cause I swear, I'll put your ass in a wheelchair
Surrender when you enter my center
I'm the rhyme inventor, eat MCs like November
Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine
Can't escape the lines I design and refine
To it's natural, it's factual that your flow is laughable
Mines is the classical, the Actual
Proof that I'm soon to be Hotter than July
With the temperatures high like 105
Degrees, I sting like killer bees when I crush MCs
My flow is a dark disease
Fear the expertise, make you fall to your knees
Me and the mic go together like Mac & Cheese

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Sunset Saturday”

• Produced: AMP
• Release Date: May 23, 2015

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Sunset Saturday” Released in 2015

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Ding-dong! It's the lyrical King Kong
Who goes in on every song without Rich Homie Quan
I 'flex' with only lyrics, got MCs sent to clinics
My name is no gimmick, this rhyme is pyrrhic
When the words connect and the rhymes inject
I deflect the wack when I receive direct
Attention, I increase the tension
When they step in my dimension without exemption
When I rhyme, it's beyond comprehension
MCs better seek divine intervention
Cause the lyrical level I'm at is Mt. Everest
My rhymes is devilish, I bless the globe with pestilence
Fantastic like the Four, I never snore
I got more rhymes in store for a lyrical war--
Fare, better beware when you spit hot air
Cause I swear, I'll put your ass in a wheelchair
Surrender when you enter my center
I'm the rhyme inventor, eat MCs like November
Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine
Can't escape the lines I design and refine
To it's natural, it's factual that your flow is laughable
Mines is the classical, the Actual
Proof that I'm soon to be Hotter than July
With the temperatures high like 105
Degrees, I sting like killer bees when I crush MCs
My flow is a dark disease
Fear the expertise, make you fall to your knees
Me and the mic go together like Mac & Cheese