(Verse)
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They told me that a nigga couldn't know the coast
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They told me I was dope, but got the wrong approach
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They told me they was waiting for a song to blow
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But I'm a king, I guess these motherfuckers took too long to know
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The heart of Biggie Smalls, when it't time for a war
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Soul of (???), mind of Shakur
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A rebel only takes a risk when defying the law
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You turn a coal into a diamond, applying the force
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It's time for the torch to be passed to a king
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Please be seated, undefeated, I'm back in the ring
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Let's tell these people new that
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(Hook)
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I'm a fucking king
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Get on your hands and rings and kiss the fucking ring
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A dynasty that most likely end in a tragedy
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Befo' the shit is done, lemme call and duffle yo' majesty
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(Verse)
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How could you be born and died, when you ain't even live
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Some niggas get caught in lives that they ain't ever did
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My niggas is sworn (???), they ain't ever give
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I'm a pivot, I'm too exquisite, kill 'em, or let 'em live
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Everytime I be spittin', I need a sedative
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Heard you suffered a sprained lung, fractured a seventh rib
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They told me I'd never make it, I'm a local nigga
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I don't shook and drive and make jokes with niggas
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I gotta respect this grindin' befo' I approach a nigga
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Busting garbage in this street, like you was supposed to lit it
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I'm a rash, irrational and impulsive nigga
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I trash with animals, trigger both gorillas
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The last mechanical, slash vocal killer
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Duffle bag, used to run corners and dope the niggas
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Now you starring at me like you've seen a ghost
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Press your pants, shine your shoes, steam your coat
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I'm a king, it's 'bout time that me and the queen elope
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Same rappers you fuck with now, i use 'em to clean a boat
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Fuck you think you talkin' to?
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I think this lil' nigga needed talkin' to
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Long Live
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| Ransom |
