Kenny Knoxville - KracKen Lyrics

What's KRACKEN
Rerun, boy what's happening
I ain't here for the cappin
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I'm the Captain of the G.I. Joe
Kung Fu Kenny Grip
Wrist feel the action
Chest wet from the canon
So the flesh rise out the backend
Dead man out the casket
Who can match it
Spirit man I'm gone catch him
KracKenny I was built for grappling
Fallen angels started cackling
Don't telegraph that backspin
Kick off his top tik tok challenge
Double tap quick forward Street Fighter birds he's wobblin and imbalanced
I'm a feudal lord
As I move in forward
With the humid force
Of a human torch only a few storms are this fantastic
Jessica Alba blast him
He's gaspin
My alabaster left his neck in fragments
The fragrance smell like sacrifices and carcass ashes
So Samuel started asking
Who's next to be donned I'm passing
The judgement of God is handed
The current king ain't built to handle allah's commandment
Yeah it was written in stone but somehow Saul lost the tablets

He's wounded swaying off the path of truth I've paved
He'll probably seek a soother to raise my resting soul wit darkened magic
But God don't need Saul just need a soul that's contrite and broken
That's the smoking token cash-in
I discern sovereign passion

The seed of Jesse is being blessed with a horn now
Thorned crown on the Lord's brow
Forward plow
The harvest ripe for the farm Adam
Split that wheat from that chaffing
KrakKenny's what's happens
When you mix Tsang Tsung wit Neil Caffrey
And I'm crazy loopy Lupin
Steal ya soul from Satan pass em
Into to the pastors pasture
Atonement from lamb and
Sin is cast onto azazel now the rams a bastards
Spots the forest he ran in
Can't understand my language
These a holes can't tell I've paved the road for a Game of Thrones
But I promise I'm not Dothrakian
Just leave em flabbergasted
This Babel's Tower is Satans Flower can Venus Trap it
Hire Serena to racketeer it no fear to smack it
I heard a rumor these losers still out here cookin crack
I've been commission petition ain't no looking back
This ain't for salary mansion lavish no rubber bands
Could purchase my church invisible not of this land

Now should I desenegrate or manipulate Get the demon straight
When I demonstrate the monstrosity
I accelerate my velocity who is charging me
What's a rubber band I can see every electron
In the outer shell round the nucleus of a valence band

It's how I attract the masses
Keep your anointing oil and give me phosphorus gasses
Weave it around my hand
Maneuvers storms Buddhist palm strike the land
Incite the stratosphere thunder clapping and lightning flashing
And if I'm hand-standing, my capoeiras static
You see these dreds hanging, I'm heir to Sampson dancin'
Eddie Guerrero divin splashing'
Bubba Sparks it's gettin ugly Timberland it's graphic
The stems sell research, but scientists can't track it
These periodic table drum pads gone get to slappin
Alchemy on the track
Atomic weight I've graphed it
My body slams into the earth I get the concrete crackin'
I descended into hell faster than a molecule traveling a vat a acid
A mountain lifts up to the sea its splashing
Volcanic embers I inhale the plasma
Mixed my inner matter until I spit liquid magma
I hit pit bottom
My leg go limp my Achilles fractured
Glance at the walls full of foreign symbols under the ashes
If my translation matches
In Greek it's Christ was here
In Hebraic grammar it's "this where the Prophet Jonah landed
Must be the belly of the beast, but trust no need to panic
You catch my drift and smell what the Rock is cookin daggit
I Surrender to Christ flailing my white flag in
Jehovah Nissi the only Banner I could bang wit