someone. (IQ) I don't know what they thinking, they must've been drinkin. (Rakim) But what? (IQ) I'm that king pin (Rakim) He said slow papers, you're out
man, I'm broke, feeling critical conditions Listen, money on a dirt mission Creeping to the night, beating tight, armageddon Chorus (2x) Daz: Watch out, here
King George] In my rearview mirror its the po po's again yeah im tripping cause I just got out the pen the sucker motherfucker with a blue suit foo trying
saftey oh when I leave someone is going to hate me boot it up take every fucking nigga out for revenge trying to find out whos da killer [King George
we were kings Blocks on fire, fiends getting higher (Block's on fire tonight, uh, huh) Robbing blue collar, killing for a dollar (Hey, yo, we rob them blue
made the fam' remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (hey yo we rob them blue
your guardian eyes so blue Hey, my baby, don't you know our love is true Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies Out in the
under no umbrella 'Cause we be breakin' niggaz out the motherfuckin' jail cella Fella, so who gives a hell of a about the man The KK Klan, so here we
my eyes made me conscious of my surroundings Helped me think before I speak you put my mind at ease When I had you by my side I was truly a king Unstoppable
thin, we are ill We are getting scared It's enough to make anyone weep We are down to our very last sheep We will starve if we hang around here And
Marlboro man Jack 'n' Jim were a few good men Where you learned how to kiss and cuss, and fight too Better watch out for the boys in blue And all this
kept shit hot Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out Outlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it out Learn about your whereabouts
any *****, say my name muthafuck I'm gunnin' You can put it on skee if you want it I'll air you out on Drama King, Mike, or Clue And watch them shits sell out
, say my name motherfuck I'm gunnin' You can put it on skee if you want it I'll air you out on Drama King, Mike, or Clue And watch them shits sell out
unprepared We are thin We are ill We are getting scared It's enough to make anyone weep We are down to our very last sheep We will starve if we hang around here
Darkness. If I were a Gai-King or maybe a Viking, Stronger than the Thing then I could win the one-legged girl. Getting close to nighttime, running out
The doctors had to piece together your face like a collage Niggas always talk breezy till the steel come out And slugs rip through their gums and their grill come out
like a millionaire Like a millionaire Now always blagging it into gigs for free Sneaking in our own cans after a robbing spree Getting chased out