Children want heros but i've become a villain
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Or blaze a track up loud myself have to become a mc
Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic
Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more
Children who actually have a life worth living for,
Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice
Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,
Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you
Haters have become easy for me to run through,
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
Hence thugs have become the number one threat
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