outta here Seems like the police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King
58; It's 99 players check your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets
cuz, we just tippin' Me and Game doin' thangs, switchin' lanes, Hurricanes on my feet Stop and C-Walk to the beat Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street
think you Hugh Hefner, you just ridiculous I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the game It's only right I got the right to be king Niggaz that
get the package deal I'm hot nigga, burning everything around me I was lost for a minute took a while but I found me The streets say I'm king but the game
Eatin' on some squirrel meat when I get hungry When I get bored, dawg I play with my monkey Rap game hard, but the dope game crazy Catch me in the kitchen
for new assignments Ride with the livest, frontline rhyme thats interchangeable Mastermind, blaze in the range, it's unexplainable Against The Grain, crown prince of the purple rain No games
investment ain't no turnin' me back Had the rubber band stacks in the button king sack And I ain't never goin' back, sike I love the life Standin' under the street
Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song? like I ain't s'posed to step on this shit like King Kong see as a child I was born
s on that bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my stamina Never that still got more for Tamara Pusha's sex game
And I hop, and I flip over niggas like gymnastics (HEY!) Watch the way and I'm givin the streets acid Bastards niggas know I'm the king of the classics
time Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck wit mine My neck and my ear get to flickin like a strobe My wrist and my whips have niggas like whoa I'm the underground king
I bust Bet I flow, bet I rip this beat Bet I feel that soul, bet I go Bet I bench these niggas like Ray, sit down, bro Bet I know, everything about this game
So beautiful or so what So beautiful, so beautiful, so what I'm just a raindrop in a bucket, a coin in a slot I am an empty house on Weed Street Across
The rest of my life The rest of my Life, dead presidents, devilishment Overthrow kings from they thrones 'cause of they negligence Death, real shit'll
, get inside you From Crip to Pirus this is survival Blood of a slave, heart of a king Blood of a slave, heart of a king Blood of a slave, heart of a king
game But I overstand they truth is all lame I hold cannons that shoot balls of flames Right in they fat mouth then I carve my name Nas too real, Nas true king
[Chorus: Amerie singing] The rest of my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just 'cause