What....wha... 5'9! I'm the King! I1! Kylla Czson, Mufucka-Game-Da Da Kings
[Da Imma til I can't rhyme no more Burn til I can't no more Shine til there's no shine no Til the earth can't turn no Until I'm 5'9 no (I'm the king!) (2x)
[Da Ya'll niggaz is real on the street Til I drop you on ya Knock you on ya feet, I'm like on the reach I while you hope to sustain dope in this game Somethin' you can't stop, you can only to contain I can aim so I blaze my I got a name usin' pocket change to pay my dues (niggaz know!) I'm as a shank and about as soft as you think I'm hangin from the of your link, you get offered a drink is fast learners, you're only as hot as the back burner From mad rappers and clap Talk to the thinkin' you real I'm starin' at the face of ya bill forgettin' how George looks You came to box a nigga flat out dirty Just name the spot and be there a half hour early I write for the to express a view A nigga that's wack? You a nigga that I don't as a person
[Da Imma blast til I can't blast no til it aint mash no more grind til i grind no more shot til aint no nine no more Until I'm I1 no (I'm the king!) (2x)
[Da Ruin da da nigga shot 2 in da place choke da choke da til he blu n da face 'cause i got dem shots like hoe clear da lot BAM like Binlot boutta up da block I left bullets in his he cant walk he cant talk He still think itz a about da way he cant talk And James lookin a sweetheart aka a poptart Leavin niggaz wit shocked hearts IM DA And imma be and no thang when I rip diz kat tear it open Rip and scratch ayo diz think he growner den me He coulddnt be even if he wuz 10 years den me ya girl git mi numba B she keep callin me & callin me & me say mi name callin me & callin me & callin me & callin me say mi name.
[Da Imma rhyme til I rhyme no more Burn til I burn no more Shine til there's no no more Til the earth turn no more I'm 5'9 no nore (I'm the king!) (2x)
[Da I'm in shape to give you a whoopin', hard asshole in the wall Frownin' up, thinkin' you sick 'cause you sick lookin' I'm heated, an' I'm-a go to trial blowin' my Ya'll niggaz ain't rough, you need to more in ya pictures somebody, and serve the nigga whose style you bit That bit like 10 niggaz bit somebody Top of the world, all around you is beneath me Me from your mistakes is the only way you can teach me Mo' thunder, cockin' big So undergrounds niggaz wit' can get mo' under, 6 feet Man ya missles, I to dis you Unleash wit' 30 punches before the first lands and hits you I doubt ya'll 'cause I'm an outlaw Right-handed, built wit' a left that can arm wrestle a Gun shine bright, (ya'll niggaz?) need to rhyme like 5'9 wit' hype... (King!)
[Da Imma til I can't blast no more bash til it mash no more grind til i grind no more shot til there aint no no more Until I'm I1 no (I'm the king!) (2x)
[Da Rhyme & reason a time & season, time of day Ya rhymez delayed nigga ghetto wordz cum out unhurd Everytime I spray cum out everytime I drop a wurd Yall sum bitch niggaz im n fo' 10 figgaz how I kyll niggaz I spent 8 or 9 million Deeze 9 or 10 billion I live ta spit children b killin dem women, trimbling makin minimum traxx Lyke a venomous ax thru a fishamen shack Da feelin is sad jus ask dad wit adrenaline stash Shit dey dont knoe wut dey had and IM DA uv deeze streetz U ask me den my blast unrashonally & datz da end of da streetz Imma rhyme til I rhyme no mor Blast til aint no nine no mor im fucked up summor (IM DA KING)
[Da Imma rhyme til I can't no more Burn til I can't burn no Shine til no shine no more Til the earth can't turn no I'm 5'9 no nore (I'm the king!) (1) [Da Imma til I can't blast no more bash til it aint no more grind til i grind no more shot til aint no nine no more I'm I1 no nore (I'm the king!) (1)
(scratches) I'm the kiiiiiiiing....on the I'm the kiiiiiiiing....no, no I ain't I'm the kiiiiiiiing....that's in command, in command I'm the kiiiiiiiing....on the I'm the kiiiiiiiing....the funk rhymin' I'm the kiiiiiiiing....that's in command, in command
I'm the kiiiiiiiing....
I1, 59, Kings of da land, ta Detoit, Rock City nigga, Baby ha ha!!!