Letras:
King S X Fathers

My brother's on crack. My sister's a wreck. Our mother ... she tries. Our fathers are lies. Everyone of us

the dark on Kanye's stage shit Then we hijacking Kanye's spaceship Then put it on the red carpet at the VMA's, bitch Talkin' 'bout [Chorus x3: The Game

give you a cheap name It's time to come home Play time's over now It's my world 8x I said its my world It's my world It's not your world I tried peace

G.B. ? A-Schiscka Bob, he drives a Dodge, he's a nobody Nobody's a somebody This nobody's a spy, kid He's the rap trader, I'm the battle fulfiller And

explain why {Ja Rule} I'll sacrifice my life, fuck all the dumb shit Cuz being black and broke's gettin redundant My grow to be a world leader like X and King

-less Bullet's is followin' but Bizzy is feelin' lucky So why you muggin' me thug, you really ain't buggin' me bitch And Little Capo keep lookin' that's

s the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A. Doin it the O.G. way; it's sorta like the Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me So this is dedicated to

Trevor Trevor's still locked up, Lake's gettin his cheddar Cory changed his name to ahh, whatever Cornchip, Buckwheat look-a-like? It's 'Mega Right, '

Your Gators, We Like Odds In Vegas You Can't Ball Then It's Probably The Haters Can't Breathe Then It's Probably The Desert, If You A Gangster Or Not