Mist, I'm a motherfuckin' King I know the Cycle of the Werewolf, the Reverend couldn't see him Through the Mist still exist as a motherfuckin' King I
I'm no fake rap CD listener Sit back and roll a mean swisher For my G's, tell these clowns make room for the king, nigga
forty-five cannon It's tucked in my Marc Buchanan Extra clips and shells in the lambskin Two deep by Pelle Pelle Westside how they felly fell More G'
B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black Rob and Eight ball down with us M.J.G.
bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say
m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King everybody
You heard what Lil' Mark said D4L put it down, radio gotta play it Still on that front street Fuckin? with them young G's Cicero, Martin Luther King
the white Benz, same color Mike skin, Make ya soul spin when the ping load in, Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud [Verse 4 - Lil' Chuckee] Young money lil' G
uh yo uh yo Aye yo, I'm old school like Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah Lift dudes wit the six shooter luger That means bring it back, NY king
is black, is black, is black In America today, I have to regret to say Something, something is not right And it deals with black and white Tell me Mike G
down with us [Unverified] DN's and Mike M [unverified] are down with us Dr. Dre you know he's down with us Julio G he's down with us Sway and King Tech
Learn in the after life If I ain't the best baller, I'm right after Mike Cockier than the nigga that make (Flashing Lights) I'm the king of the jungle
tough skin, you gon' respect me Take mo than a average nigga to check me I'ma rider till the wheels go ballin' they blow out One hundred and one percent G
i slide, suckas start runnin, boys start hidin. Its the young don, im riding in the car. Freestyle king still a fuckin superstar. Im still a what king
Red Doors, Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot Don King
did this man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground King.. the King of Crunk.. and King
hummer Navy seal top runner, rhyme this summer For real, marinatin' nigga's skatin' Debatin' waitin' style flowingly relatin' Fine line switch it on ya like Venetian blinds The mission is mine, fabulous King
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