low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down What more could I say but hey, guess you niggaz know now ( Lil' Kim : ) How many niggaz that'll die for you How many
Off It was me and Shaggy 2 Dope I was on my first tour And little did I know it was the first of many more Now I'm pushin out mixtapes for the Juggalos
to see how we do it (how we do it!) You've never seen such finesse cause you're so polluted. (you're so polluted!) I'm the king in this area hombre Knocked
you speak the truth all the hater'll try to mute ya, but if you the truth arbitrators will call ya Koopa Martin Luther King Koopa Many of 'em will listen
getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I pop mines How
hit em like King Kong, they singin the same song '93 is the year and yes I'm gettin bigger Gave a shot to the 121 cos they my niggas Scotty B ridin shotgun
how many times have you let your tongue go slip From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips A.G. is King like Tutankhamen or Haile Selassie
half of the year, you can't see me cuz And your career gon' be as long as Britney's wedding was, ya heard? [Chorus] [Wyclef - singing] California, knows how
secret, trend setters down South Working wood wheels, with TV's keeping it real Look how many cats, trying to rock a ice grill Look at Bun B's "Trill",
refuse to let a label, control my dream Refuse to talk about just, cars and bling-bling Y'all repeating the same thing, we can't have that How many people
one rap brought many of us back All through my house I set up traps It seem like the rats have a map But nowadays I don't know how to act So now I feed
face invadin your space You asked if I could trade in your place, how would I hold up? How long would I ride, before I fold up? How did you know through
in the iller path The Villa house is for the crew, how we do Trees for breakfast, dime sexes and Benz stretches So many years of depression make me vision
thirteen, G was a year older but I still wadn't afraid to throw him from his shoulders Gettin good on the hood was the anticipation and yeah, King Park
through the future see millenium Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B
King They having a kissing fight and I'm Don King Everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring" You tell me that wasn't verse of the year Man that
be my cee-lo! And when I rest my head it's on a peee-low! B-D-B-D-B-D-B-B-D-B-BO! You see the skills I manifest, is very thorough! And if you don't believe
