I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.
Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat
Cause im the fucking king of rap
But now the dough like kaiser bro
Return of the king of flow
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
I’ll never say that i’m not, the giant king of hip hop,
King of the block, niggas know my name
Just plain pat visions with some sick aim
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
King of the va, off of those toxins.
The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold
She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed
I'm on the block as usual
The king of the jungle
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