King Of Kings

It is I my son, the king of the muthafuckin M
 Awakened by all you hatin ass hoes, ya bitch you
 And it's going muthafuckin down
 For all you muthafuckin wannabe Hypnotize Camp Posse azz niggas
 Who we got in this muthafucka, nigga count em out
 Crunchy Blac up in this bitch, my nigga Juice
 Lord Soze
 Louder nigga let em know!
 I'm pull the trigga nigga bitch, it's [La Chat] ho
 Yeah you got Frayser Boy in this muthafucka
 Bout to ride on one of you bitch-made niggas
 And ya boy DJ muthafuckin Paul
 Like thiiiiiiiis
 Nigga get all ya boys, tell em bring all they guns
 And being ya'll some hoes I get the heater when you come
 When I dump to hit your pressure point with .44 slugs
 On this medicine, a felon is committed by this thug
 Head bust, they took ya in mood, huh
 Pistol whip you for a hour, leave ya skull fucked up
 Pop some double bucks To ya nuts
 Cough em up
 Slut Chop the meat up
 Then I call em triple six guts
 Who run, I know you know
 Quit playin, you hatin' ho
 La Chat, can't take no mo
 We brangin it to the dome
 I got the tec-9, four-five, can't forget the AK
 Finna take you to the streets, blow you bitches clean away
 Mayne I'm sick and tired of you talking
 I'm open with my dog and
 Is it true that I will be stalkin
 And punkin bitches walkin
 Hope you niggas paying attention to everything I mention
 Shit I'm full up on that tension
 I'm goin on a mission
 Now sippin on some gin and some mo (some mo)
 Watchin niggas in the room snortin blow (snortin blow)
 They got weed, and it's already rolled (ready rolled)
 Quit baby sittin' that dope
 Now I'm so fuckin buzzed bout to faint (bout to faint)
 Sittin back watch R Kelly tapes (Kelly's tapes)
 E'rtime you see a playa I be high (I be high)
 So come and get a lil piece of a nigga pie
 I'm a schizophrenic
 Don't you panic
 You can't handle it
 So god dammit
 You can't stand it
 Leave you stranded
 Push over nigga, you been banded
 I been blazin
 You are facin
 Fuckin killers in yo place and
 Heart is pacin
 Ya'll be racin
 Bout to catch another case and
 Killer nigga
 Driller nigga
 Kill a nigga
 Feel me nigga
 I don't give a fuck bout what you sayin, I'm the illest nigga
 Pistol mother
 Drama lover
 Pop a sucka
 Motherfucka
 Like no other
 I'm a lethal weapon like a Danny Glover
 Nigga lemme tell you my specialty
 My specialty is getting you nigga
 Lock and load wit that gun pullin the trigga
 How the fuck you figure
 That a nigga ain't robbin you niggas
 When I'm out her nigga trying to get like Jigga
 Dippa yo body up when I kill you nigga
 Shouldn't have talked that shit cuz I'm pullin triggas
 How the fuck ya'll niggas wanna go to war
 When ya'll ain't bad enough for us boys
 See I'm the king of kings, Scarecrow's the lord of lords
 And fuckin up in my kingdom is something you can't afford
 Tryin to compete with Hypnotize man I wouldn't even try that
 My lil keys cost seventy g's nigga can you buy that
 You wonderin why I had the for sale sign in the yard
 Nigga I sold my crib, my new house cost one million
 And this some king shit, MTV crib shit
 Your mouth done dropped
 You startin to drool u need a bib bitch
 Before you diss me nigga turn your pockets inside out
 Or clean your shoes and your pants
 Break some starch right out
 Cuz I'm the K-O-M, you wishin you wuz down with this click
 But you chose otherwise so you a clown to this click
 And in the streets nigga
 You get nothing but frowns from this click
 And we done covered all sides of this country lil bitch
 So if you ever get a chance to get inside the Source yeah right
 You'll be like my nigga Nas and all
 you'll have is one mic (all I need is one mic)
 Yeah this for all you muthafuckin hoes
 If you ever wanna know the muthafuckin truth
 It's in yo face, bitch
 Trying to use our muthafuckin name to come up
 You ain't muthafuckin Hypnotize Minds you bitch, you nigga
 And don't be trying to memorize the faces on the muthafuckin videos
 Cuz them ain't the niggas that's
 gone come to your muthafuckin den nigga
 Where my muthafuckin killas at nigga
 Yeah nigga, where they at!
 Yeah Crunchy Blac up in this bitch
 For all you niggas that said I can't rap
 Nigga I don't rap anyways, nigga I rob
 Yeah bitch ass nigga
 Bitch-made hoes
 Hypnotize Camp
 Dick ridin bitches
 And nigga fuck ya'll bitches
 And for all you hoes we'll stomp you muthafuckas short nigga
 Couldn't handle the heat get the fuck up out the kitchen type niggas
 Shit get thicker for a weak nigga ho