Artist: Shawn Wigs Album: The 45 King Song: Syco Gurilla Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: sample] "There he is, there he is, pal In a cell, with a gorilla With a psycho gorilla" [Shawn Wigs] I'm a gorilla, I beast out forty five tracks Bench screen the dime, then crunch up my six packs Big stacks, watch me get money, on the kick back Icky bags of weed, we only blow big sacks Big backs, walk through the crowd like whatever Ya'll bullets can't hurt me, I bulletproof the leather And duck like duck season, I got a rhyme for reason Smoke the blunts til my lungs is wheezing And tear back beats til my lips is numb I'm just, one of the kings from the 45 kingdom Palace, grip mics til my hands is calyst Rough like the Brock, built like Fort Knox Had two nines, way before the cops had glocks, so Show me my respect, verbally I eat 'em I'm never gonna join 'em, watch the way I beat 'em