fully armed I got dough, my account be fat and formed Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sex Got the gaze to knock the 'A' off your Virex Who am
like a weight gainer A once remainer, St.Louis entertainer My women love me later, how could a hater blame her? Shoot, I'm just that dude that kick bars for a
a jungle and we are the brothers This so-called king of the jungle will run for cover All of your minds have been set into a trance So instead of fighting
a Poweehouse,South Central is a Powerhouse,Watts is a Powerhouse,Long Beach is a Powerhouse,Inglewood is a Powerhouse,Compton is a Porhouse,Riverside is a POwerhouse,Pasedena is a
drove by the Fork in the road And went straight See I'm a poet to some A regular Modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints
nose clean is my neighbourhood just a smoke screen I think Im in the (?) I see lo green sons raised by bo queens but there's no kings (no kings, no kings
Bullets is +Eeny Meeny Miny Moe+; don't put your foot in my circle I'm not a hater nigga beside a bunch of chicken niggaz that +Duck Duck Goose+ You punks got a
car. Freestyle king still a fuckin superstar. Im still a what king, im bout to live a dream. Everytime i pull out, im wit a strong team. A team full
school great tape, a trunk poppa plate scrapa hustler and a grinder every day i'm trying to make paper i'm from pa represent for UGK and i'm riding
hardcore with gun powder Blow the show into a black hole in a dark world Of spotlights and spot dates, top rate Hearts break, like a Beamer in a car chase
lookin like I flossed in a cascade [Chorus] [Sheek Louch] Dee dee dee da dee, dee dee dee dee da dee day You asked for Donnie G oh won't you please
thinking cap, ignite your hair gel No such thing as a fair sale He'll put the bullet out same day, delivery airmail And on this level a thug'll sell you
we survived that day You killed your king, Rakeem Allah Gave him his life, he was your offspring Camouflage dog, days was green One righteous man fought for
a four block radius like a public prison Twenty-two year old, Dunn, ain't got a cup to piss in But he got a barrel gun and that's knuckle twitching
't the same name I'm a rock star, love it that my wallet chain hang I'm a modern day saint; I'm a modern day king My definition I can finally explain
want to touch us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever See a solid four, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know
finish it, your good to start it And with the flashy colors on, you just a target Waitin' for a hard hit I like marine blue, marine green, roll with a