Please don't pay them no mind
You little puppies did not bite
I'm been sitting on some gold mines
I couldn't get 'em for a low price
I be looking for the gold ride
Tell the king I'm waiting for my slice
Hustle for the cake or the pie
If it have a break then I fly
I must be an angel in the skies
Looking like I fell out of the sky
Nigger, I be coming, better hide
Need to get away from this buzz list
I must be the first best lyricist
I tell it how it is
I be clearing out the West Smith when I deliver my words
Yes, I ain't even try it yet, I take a piss
Say it to the wrist
And you know I do
These rappers is scratched up
Like an old school disc
Leave me to fly my wings
Lean it and try to divide my sins
Into the bad and I look so bad
As I revive purpose, I just wanna tell the story as a weapon
Many, many men will attempt to DEVOUR MY THRONE
I EMPOWER MY OWN
I'm just tryina be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne
What the fuck's going on
If a rebel telling LIES to the young people
Wonder what the fuck's down
I WON'T EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN
The best way around is to sing my songs
Many, many men
The best way around is to sing my songs
Touchdown
The best way around is to sing my songs
Fuck that, wonder what the fuck
Put you in the jungle with the lions, tags and the bears
Can you handle it, wouldn't be fair
Many manage leaving in despair
Stakes are about, you gotta be wary
Where can you feel the energy in the air?
Many will listen but do not hear
What do I have to do to be clear?
Tell stories around a campfire?
Reminisce 'bout the time when we made fire?
Bottles on bottles and the doubbie getting high
Space ace T's, I don't fuck with no designer
In the position that I'm the one that they admire
I am the realest, I help the music turn live
My first city boys call me Side
Huh, now this shit sounds like desire
Oh, boss kill like an African spit
When I start fling it, you don't wanna be in it
I have the goods that are the best, I won't even lie
You don't wanna see me flip back 'cause I
Many, many men will attempt to DEVOUR MY THRONE
I EMPOWER MY OWN
I'm just tryina be the best me but in gold they will shower my throne
What the fuck's going on
If a rebel telling LIES to the young people
Wonder what the fuck's down
I WON'T EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN
The best way around is to sing my songs
Writer(s): James Edward Jacob, Simbi Ajikawo
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