Lyrics:
I'm a king nigga
Is that K On Mah Name & Sometimes It changes
To Kill niggas
time to demonstrate,all the things the demon state
Like a king nigga
I
don’t have ta
Come and vibe wit me complete this captcha
If you a robot it’ll fucking catch ya
Is it an e is it a 3 that’s up to ye
Yeah, my complexity
Yea, that's my people's right there man
With blood over there? Yea, that's my people
Guns over there? Yea, that's my people
Every time they pass me
West side mind but he east always
Old school brain, but the new school key
Girl know you feeling me fuck with a king
156 on the freeway
M5 life
on memory lane
I was only fourteen years old when I found my family slain
Coming home to all their mangled bodies, all I felt was pain
And I swore that I
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
see why
B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y
King of the beats and the flows/ Try to beat me, why try?
B-Dash-E-A-Z-Y
I'm killing all competition, can't vision me not
the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my
You can haunt any house by yourself
Be a man or a mouse by yourself
You can act like a king on a thrown
There are lots of things that you can do
drifts across the floor
As Ben E. King's voice fills the air
Baby, that's the power of prayer
scratch all that
I'm the man in black
And that's a fucken wrap
I've always been just a little too serious
All of the bars are feeling like Syria
How in
spirit
Knowing spirit flights is how we Flew
Ron E travel like the news
When you living how we living that Some shit that you just got to do
I'm grateful
[Verse 3]
I been rhyming since 1986, when R&B wasn't feeling us
No rap on Soul Train, motherfuck Don Cornelius
Now they all loving us after all that we
chillin
Four racks for the gem lob
And now I'm feeling
More steps in the involve
I'm giving
My time for an evolve
Im getting
Less time for the e-logs
Now
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
Cause when you weak, critical the only condition
Fuck that old saying, raised up different
So we never forgive, and the motto is live
Cause you only get
strapped up
Big dumb pistol
Beef nigga
I'll come to you
Kill every nigga that run with you
I'm old fashion
Walk up leave your face looking like a clothes
You can haunt any house by yourself
Be a man or a mouse by yourself
You can act like a king on a throne
There are lots of things that you can do
everything sold by the morning
M5A fly to E16 no I'm never OT in my ends I stay local
And if I'm being honest
I don't care who you are
Fam I know you're not
things
Had everything sold by the morning
M5A fly to E16 no I'm never OT in my ends I stay local
And if I'm being honest
I don't care who you are
Fam I
bumstickitty, bum huh
I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum
A punk'll jump up to get him a beat down
At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound
My
Hook:Get your own spice...
Break the old vice...
Feeling chastised..
He can never despise..
He was there for Mumbai...
He plot it on size..
Spread
with jewels, one hell of a rhymer
Study lessons in Medina, building with an old timer
So I, always been wise ever since a young minor
Get C.R.e.a.m by
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
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