King Back

And the prophecy read that one day

Like the phoenix rose from the ashes

That a boy will be born unto a family in the slums

This boy will go on to use the knowledge he gained

While fighting for survival in these streets

To become a great leader

And in time, that boy will grow to become King

Time to ride **** (Just Blaze)

I welcome you and get acquainted with the youngest in charge

Respected from East to West like he was runnin' the mob

Dictatin', ain't takin' orders from no one but God

I know you **** is broke cause I know what you charge

Them **** wishin' for a Phantom it's one in my garage

It's black as legary right next to the black Ferrari

You **** ain't gettin' money off of rappin' I'm sorry

Fuck the rep went and spent sixty large on a Harley

Cause where he stay 10,012 feet not hardly

Now you see that we ain't able to compete, now are we?

And pardon me I'm givin' you the Westside story

Of the A, where I stay, **** stay down for me

Wanna play, have you gay **** lay down for me

And get a order for killers to spray rounds for me

Competition, you ain't considered, you rappin', you bore me

You reppin the A horribly, must I say, more importantly

The king back (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

**** the king back (Yeah, yeah, a-yeah, yeah)

You better lean back (Hey, hey, hey what's that?)

**** the king back (Alright, tell 'em **** what)

The king back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)

**** the king back (Hey, hey, hey, oh)

Shawty you seen that? (What happened, my ****?)

**** the king back (Alright, let's tell these ****, hey)

Hey man y'all **** got me way too fucked up, you understand that?

What you need to do is homeboy

You need to go back and grab I'm Serious you know

You need to get familiar with Dope Boyz and see where

All these **** got they style

See where that trap shit came from

Then you need to graduate to my motherfuckin' In Da Streets Vol.1-3

Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a second

Then grab Urban Legend and now to bring you up to speed

Who knew you could fit on your wrist a whole pound of diamonds

I'm number one on the list while you clowns are climbin'

Wishin' to be in positions that you found that I'm in

Since you **** do what it say I'm world renowned than sign me

If Jay handled the clay and around the time

I delivered a bad day when four-fives is firin'

I care the least about police and the fireman siren

Ambulance ain't gon' stand a chance in revivin'

DOA the meanin' bein' deceased upon my arrivin'

Paramedics yell clear and your flat line silent

You ain't ready for out here cause the lifestyle violent

You think you is, you must be livin' on Fantasy Island

Make us mad, get your ass wiped out like Thailand

Hit my phone and got what left and drained the three while you followin'

You say you want to release and go to war with the finest

Need you be reminded, want it with Your Highness?

The king back (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

**** the king back (Yeah, yeah, a-yeah, yeah)

You better lean back (Hey, hey, hey what's that?)

**** the king back (Alright, tell 'em **** what)

The king back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)

**** the king back (Hey, hey, hey, oh)

Shawty you seen that? (What happened, my ****?)

**** the king back (Alright, let's tell these ****, hey)

Hey man I know y'all **** still in the trap everyday

Still man I know y'all **** don't see nothin' but the projects, nothin' but grits

But listen, make no motherfuckin' mistake man

I still will shoot up my motherfuckin' self

AK and four-five **** on side ****

And come see 'bout **** you understand

But I don't want to do that cause I respect that shit y'all doin'

I started that shit, I made that shit cool

I made these **** want to be you ****

**** respect this shit