Kings (Explicit)

I hail from Freedom Hill on my feet I stand

And what used to be Fila's and Reebok's d**n

I would meet you at the ****spot where we got grams

Enough Doc couldn't detox so need I plan

To squeeze off man if we not fam

And let them die for ever trying to calcify my pineal gland

Yeah they rap like fajitas but chica's fan of whose

Getting more play like the east side band ya heard

She likes diction a lot of words

Non-fiction a bad boy pissed and who fly the bird

If he's a Christian what is this he got the Earth

93 million miles away Glock in her purse

Ahk' got the nerve yeah I know I ought to serve

Everybody looking for a fix if I got the work

This is not a curse chip on my collared shirt

Bless manifest my destiny yep without the church

Amen whose son is making a living

Done chasing the chicken but stashed cake in the kitchen

Some hated we kick it these bums basically sickened

Not a part of my body God too big for tripping huh

My alibi tell them I was high when you seen me

Resurrect Malcolm X raise my Kundalini

Genocide couldn't pry me out the black beanie

Still tapped the bottle of Moscato watch the genie

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

While YouTube got ******fooled

****the neh-neh I'm just trying to give us us free like Cinque

Whole lot of followers a lot less leading

When y'all ******gonna realize you can't hashtag freedom

Hashtag free my *****when you know he did it

Make us look ignorant don't air his business

As a culture now we back where we started all over

While ******in the club predict rain like Al Roker

I'm just trying to get us on track like locomotives

Touch your soul like what's the motive

I just hope you remain focused on what the goal is

God body young Marcus Garvey my mama said

Hood's prophet I'm hood's topic

2 years later I still got it ****the street cred

In the '86 Cutlass bumping Jeezy

Holler at your boy if you ever need me

Cause I'm gone maybe off the liquor

Or maybe in the '86 Caprice with a lift kit

Either way it goes I'm lifted

While ******iced out to the T like they Lipton

Dumbing down their lyrics just to get some recognition

I'll be in the booth like Craig Mack kicking flavor in your system

Uh or better yet your eardrum

****the metaphors hope the truth make you listen

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise Gandhi you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

So hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter

If it's to be its up to me I think I figure that

Most y'all started rapping cause you thought that's where the figures at

Try to change the game like Three 6 before the Oscars

Knowing I'm popping and keep it going no show-stopping

I'm more like Vlade in LA you know without the flopping

Vintage game but it's all the same still point dropping

Interview with Ahmad then hit up Lauryn get it popping

It's crazy she used to stop in and never stay and leave you talking

Topics I'm okay with sharing now

Before they didn't think about it guess who's caring now

Because their favorite rapper been slacking I'll go and then put a track in

Demolish y'all polished flows that was keeping their fans attracted

I did don't speak on it karma keep me repenting

Made mistakes and now my plate look like a big pile of spinach

Too strong had to move on the city say I'm due on

Been at it for some years we eating free without a coupon

Y'all door to door like Groupon been off that ****

Suggest you go and get a job and try to catch up quick

Dealing with Jazmin last night on some catch up ****

She thinking I done changed a young and grown up quick

So I split

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun theb you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah

Praise the gun then you gon' have to praise the shooter x4

Yeah it's that joint that make your head nod

Rest in peace Big Pun this my terror squad

You don't want me on your songs it's the fear of God

I remember when they said my verses wasn't hard

Now what's the motive I'm trying to cop the Lotus

Driving around town wave my hand like the POTUS

Fat boy larger than life they all notice

When ******think you on they lining up to be your soldiers

But being broke is like waking up with Folgers

Turn the lights on we watching roaches

I swore I wouldn't change spent my money on material things

Me and my ******roll tough like we started a gang

******a couple broads once now they calling to hang

Dho told me let them be if they don't call you by name

Floor seats Madison Square just catching the game

When they scared to give you props they just call you a ****that