begins that's where we're goin' Power slide ain't ya heard? How fast you're willin' to go into a curve? 500 horses and a Chrysler mill Makes me king
Well, now I've got a girl, her name is Ruby Lee I'm tellin' you boys, she's alright with me She's my baby, yes, she's my baby Well, she's my baby, 'cause
you So what's a King like that supposed to do With all that blue time We know he'll be brave tonight Cause he's the King of Broken Hearts King of Broken
no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room I'm a man of means by no means king of the road
don't do LeBron's, Kobe up on the weekends Jordan's Monday through Friday especially when I'm freakin Them cool grey's, thats Monday Them Space jams thats Tuesday That Spike Lee
rappers Were treatin me like suckers, fuck 'em 'Cuz y'all are players, to run DMC who kept rap alive When rap was about to take a dive You know what I'm sayin'? You are the kings
noise With the Southern voice Hank Aaron smacked it, Michael Jordan dunked it Pocahontas tracked it, Jack Daniels drunk it Tom Petty rocked it, Dr. King
you fucking with a boss bring me a bottle it don't matter what it cost Hey hey hey hey hey hey yeah we got them wilding in the building right now the king
get blown like steam Park Hill Projects, the black Idi Amin Ninety-six era, not the crossover lever Chain swinger talk swing, probably wardrobe king So
flowing grammar; no shots strayin' I'm so sober when I speak I call it catchin' bullets with my teeth You can feel it in your chest Like Bruce Lee jumpin
em They still running up, put the beam on 'em I don?t give a damn if you dun like me I ain't gonna do the right thing, I ain't Spike Lee Lopside 9 in
They still running up, put the beam on 'em I don't give a damn if you don't like me I ain't goin' do tha right thing, I ain't Spike Lee Spike sianid
got skills? Come here, let me tap that chin Bing, my style ropa-dope around the ring I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King Call me the Sam
tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest From none of y'all, please I potty train pussy ass rugrat for free Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee
crib tryin' to find misses Yo I'm gettin' head from the Mexican dime bitches Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches Ayyo I'm Murphy Lee
I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty Honk your horn twice if your missies
here [Incomprehensible] Boulevard to East Lake, the West Side to Barn Holmes From South De Calf to Glenwood From Cali Rd. to Martin Luther King From
from goin' under with all these woman around me I got 'em all colors, shapes and sizes I'm in over my head, these women gon' drown me Spike Lee was