King Back

["Sting of The Serpent" Sample]
& the prophecy read
That one day like the Phoenix aroused from the ashes
That a boy would be born unto a family in the slums
This boy would go on to use the knowledge he gained
While fighting for survival in the streets
To become a great leader
& in time that boy would grow to become King.

Time to ride nigga.
Just Blaze.

I welcome you to get acquainted with the youngest in charge
Respected from East to West like he was runnin' the mob
Dictatin' ain't takin' orders from no one but God
I know you niggas is broke 'cause I know what you charge.

You niggas wishin' for a Phantom, it's one in my garage
It's black as Bulgari, right next to the platinum Ferrari
You niggas ain't gettin' money off of rappin' I'm sorry
Fucked the rent up, went & spent 60 large on a Harley.

It's where you stay 10, 012 feet, not hardly
Now you see that we ain't able to compete. Now are we?
Hey pardon me, I'm givin' you the West Side Story
Of the A, where I stay, niggas stay down for me.

Wanna play? Have you gay niggas lay down for me
& get an order for killers to spray rounds for me
Competition, you ain't considered your rappin' you bore me
You reppin' the A horribly, must I say more importantly.

The King back "Hey hey hey hey hey"
Nigga, the King back "Yeah yeah a-yeah yeah"
You better lean back "Hey hey hey, wise up"
Nigga, the King back "Alright, hey tell these niggas what?"
The King back "Yeah yeah yeah hey"
Nigga, the King back "Hey hey hey oh!"
Shawty, you seen that? "What happened, my nigga?"
Nigga, the King back "Alright, let's tell these niggas, hey!"

Hey man, y'all niggas got me way too fucked-up. You understand that?
What you need to do is, homeboy, you need to go back & grab "I'm Serious" you know
You need to get familiar with "Dope Boys" & see where all these niggas got their styles right now
See where that trap shit came from
Then you need to graduate to muthafuckin' "In Da Streets" Volume 1 through 3
Then you need to go to "Trap Muzik" I got locked up for a second
Then grab "Urban Legend" & now to bring you up to speed...

Who knew you could fit on your wrist a whole pound of diamonds?
I'm number 1 on the list while you clowns are climbin'
Wishin' to be in positions that you found that I'm in
Since you niggas do what I say, I'm world-renowned than Simon.

If Jay handle a clay & around the time
I deliver a bad day when .45's is firin'
I care the least 'bout polices & the firemen's sirens
Ambulances ain't gon' stand a chance in revivin'.

DOA, the man you beat deceased upon 'em arrivin'
Paramedics yell "Clear!" & your flatline's silent
Y' ain't ready for out here 'cause the lifestyle violent
You think you is, you must be livin' on Fantasy Island.

You make us mad, get your ass wiped out like Thailand
Hit up my phone, I got one up & drank the 3 while you followin'
To say you want it with me is to go to war with the finest
Need you be reminded. Want it with Your Highness?

The King back "Hey hey hey hey hey"
Nigga, the King back "Yeah yeah a-yeah yeah"
You better lean back "Hey hey hey, wise up"
Nigga, the King back "Alright, hey tell these niggas what?"
The King back "Yeah yeah yeah hey"
Nigga, the King back "Hey hey hey oh!"
Shawty, you seen that? "What happened, my nigga?"
Nigga, the King back "Alright, let's tell these niggas, hey!"

Hey man, look, I know y'all niggas in the trap everyday still, man
I know y'all niggas don't see nothin' but the projects, nothin' but bricks
But listen, make no muthafuckin' mistake, man, I still will suit up my muthafuckin' self
AK & 45, nigga, on side, nigga
& come see 'bout niggas. You understand?
But I don't wanna do that 'cause I respect that shit y'all doin'.
I started that shit, I made that shit cool, I made these niggas want to be you, nigga
Nigga, respect this shit.



Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Justin Smith, Ray Davies
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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