the king Get down with the king Get down with the king Get down with the king Get down with the king Get down with the king, king I'm takin' the tours
's a mystery While they spittin' and dissin' me This is me, this is me, I'm a king, I'm a clown I'm a G, I'm a G, I believe what I want Got you singin
digger not fuckin grave fillers a bunch of made niggas i stay bigger i stay richer i get more stops plus a bunch of change like the weather a 9 millimeter
a picture well I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on Ginseng Righteous wax chaperon, rotatin' ring king Watch for the wooden soldiers, C Cypher Punks couldn't hold us A
But I would still be lovin' you 'cause deep is what I feel I got a bird's eye view I be wit'chu, I be there wit'chu I be wit'chu, I be there wit'chu
I brought an' I brought an' I brought dreams Dreams, dreams an' I brought you all my dreams 'Cause I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you I woke
Word up! Y'know whut I'm sayin' I gotta globe in the world in the mail today Nah I'm sayin' "Heh, word up!" Kid told me yo, the world is yours kid, put
I wanna rock with you So get on the floor with me I wanna give it to ya, baby King cobra rapper crew Ill Capitan, never roll a foot solider We push over
money I thought I made it but we only took baby steps Up the success ladder, where they pay me checks To my clicks when I got it I said, "Baby bless
no more (yeah) I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go I demand the best for myself, that's all I know I, done seen the world become Products of
made me a man, made me a O.G. It made me a man, made me a go getta It showed me how to never be a broke nigga I'll never be a quitter, always be a winner
but I've evolved Metamorphed manifestate I used to be young, dumb and full of vision Like it was religious rituals I made initial decisions I wanted to be a rapper world
your mental, from here to Sacramento This here groove was made for vintage freestylin' Feelin' like I?m chillin' on a Caribbean island Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth A
2 see him once again,I'm sorry for the way i was n how i must have been, 'cause i was bad i was nothin but a troble kid,i didnt always get the lovin
after me When all I want is more cream than master p Big d-u-b, man it's never easy Being a c-z-a-r Feel me, play-er? A million ways to eat - do you
I'm not a gangster rapper, and I don't get freaky Never drunk or high or don't a-smoke ciggys I'm just self-assertive, BORN crazy When I came out my
whatever I've been better, at proving a nigga wrong Tell Goliath I don't need rocks, to prove a lil' nigga strong So tell Watts, forgive me I'm grooving I