when butter got paid Or better yet Dolphy's archetypes for cool dudes Or better still Trane usin' space in afro blue It?s simple, swing be the freakin' of the time The spinnin' by the kings
beef Start blastin, now a new cat is executive chief With a, passion for heat you get, blast in yo' seat Die before you crash in yo' Jeep, never passin
nut Video hard to watch like Medusa Even your club record need a booster Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga Read the infa, red across your head I'm bread king
I think with my math Not with my dick, I speak on his behalf Anyone of you motherfuckin' NASCAR tunnel crews I call you that, cause you fixin' to crash
a change 'Cuz I got friends and enemies But it just don't bother me 'Cuz as long as I believe I can breath We crashing through you, feel the magnitude We crashing
Puffy Bagged Nia soon as I linked up, the kid ain't inked up I'm an old mummy, my gold weigh as much as King Tut (yeah, yeah) Slippers, robes is minked
, mega powder drippin' from they nose Fuckin' jet magazine bitches with, wild pussy pose Send 'em for the whole night, daily venom horror snake bites Only built four Cuban link kings
low It's like a competition, this mission here I'm tellin you Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas here is fellin you Crash courses, slow down you can't learn
ellequad? The new edition, is this the end of your last night? in the daytime, you couldn't see me with a flashlight I crash flights on sights of my enemies
pay) On the street I'm the king now Tearin' money, you already know me Big-Big a.k.a The Big Sound (Grand Sound) [chorus] I'm crashing, I'm bursting (
I ain't free Hated by the gang tryin' to be something they can't be A couple hundred million is something we'll never see So we speedin', crashing headfirst
while I was 'sleep Whispered in my ear this is your year (Crack preach) So I testify To burn down the throne, niggaz follow my lead Save your breath for crownin' me King
do-or-die They wonder where me bailin and don't really understand The reason why they take me life and me?hand Me not out for peace and me not Rodney King
me the big wheeler cat peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka The whole block, dawg They call me the king, the big king, king
weed with ICP It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings [Layzie Bone] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings
I'm the king of rock, there is none higher Sucker MC's should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won't stop rockin' till I retire Now
a beat I educate and straight from off the streets Hard, like a man was born to be It just just happened in rap I was born to be King, yeah, me the king
don't Ya don't stop D M C Huh I'm the King of Rock, there is none higher Sire To burn my kingdom, FIRE Re-TIRE Now we rock the party, and come correct BREAK Now we crash