King of Kings

Make your idols your rivals

Challenge 'em for my first title

I enter the ring ready for battle

I train with my science, bring your Bibles and your riffle

The Star Wars and by its strikes we turn it out too

Do it for the dream, I do it for the screams

I do it for the cream plus I do it for the kings

Rodney King, Dr. King and all the Kings back in Africa

Fresh shots of the highest caliber

I am the culture, on my shoulder is a vulture

Circling around and around, wish it was over

All these rappers down on the ground, we runneth over

The clouds part, son, we turn and your reign is over

I'm back like a slave coming back from the grave

Back for back paying people back

We're black status and gray, platinum and gold

The emperor is wearing no clothes

Leave 'em exposed and posed and removed from his throne

Heads gonna roll

We thought some of these emcees were government agents

Their record labels program us to entertainment

The CEO was a CIA

And the ANR was a NRA

Give them guns so they can flash 'em on their abs and print

Make it rain but gotta bring it back to US men

On the back of the album, you see the FBI logo

Against piracy 'cause they working for the po-po

They get us real starving

And we be sitting back for the longest time

We got it coming, shotgun spot down

Point blank, bullets sloshing like cameras on crowns

Don't think that propaganda dumb this all down

We Russian gate, keep it slapping taste

Make his influence is getting chased

Now we gotta take from the plate

The ones who hate can't discern the real from the fake

Getting it wrong so long they can't even relate

You is a fraud, not polished, problem with street knowledge

Cool a hard knock rock, that'll be college

Bumming all forms, liquid, gaseous and solid

Demolish, you son's reputation and Wallace

'Cause 2Pac's tricked me but Chef only does four

Certain kind of fans who eat their music while they still roll

King of the struggle, rappers spamming your inbox

Forty-second street, do you listen to hip-hop?

Yo, these old school legends, I show them no respect

These new rappers, I extinguish by the neck

My scope dog is soaked from the late great ghost

A great white hope, my quotes leave them covered in smoke

Know these major record labels never gonna promote

'Cause I won't wear the dress, I can't wear a vest 'cause I say it with my chest

Mariah to Messiah, I rise higher to like

Spider into the fire like