I'm The King

What wha

5'9 I'm the King

What yeah what yo

I'm a rhyme 'til I can't rhyme no more

Burn 'til I can't burn no more

Shine 'til there's no shine no more

'Til the earth can't turn no more

Until I'm 5'9 no nore

I'm the king

2x

Ya'll n***az is real cocky on the street

'Til I drop you on ya knees

Knock you on ya feet I'm like Rocky on the reach

I rain while you hope to sustain d**e in this game

Somethin' you can't stop you can only hope to contain

I can aim so I blaze my tool

I got a name from usin' pocket change to pay my dues

N***az know

I'm sharp as a shank and about as soft as you think

I'm hangin from the cross of your link you get offered a drink

N***az is fast learners you're only as hot as the back burner

From mad rappers and clap burners

Talk to the foot thinkin' you real

I'm starin' at the face of ya bill forgettin' how George Washington looks

You came to box a n***a that's flat out dirty

Just name the spot and I'll be there a half hour early

I write for the purpose to express a view

A n***a that's wack You a n***a that I don't like as a person

I'm in shape to give you a quick whoopin' hard asshole in the wall

Frownin' up n***az thinkin' you sick 'cause you sick lookin'

I'm heated an' I'm a go to trial blowin' my triggers

Ya'll n***az ain't rough you need to smile more in ya pictures

Split somebody and serve the n***a whose style you bit

That bit like 10 n***az that bit somebody

Top of the world all that's around you is beneath me

Me learnin' from your mistakes is the only way you can teach me

Mo' thunder cockin' big heat

So undergrounds n***az wit' beef can get mo' under 6 feet

Man ya missles I plan to dis you

Unleash wit' about 30 punches before the first lands and hits you

N***az I doubt ya'll 'cause I'm an outlaw

Right handed built wit' a left that can arm wrestle a southpaw

Gun shine bright

Ya'll n***az

Ya'll need to rhyme like 5'9

Unsigned wit' hype

King

Scratches

I'm the kiiiiiiiing on the microphone

I'm the kiiiiiiiing no no I ain't jokin'

I'm the kiiiiiiiing that's in command that's in command

I'm the kiiiiiiiing on the microphone

I'm the kiiiiiiiing the funk rhymin' master

I'm the kiiiiiiiing that's in command that's in command

I'm the kiiiiiiiing