now its my turn to rock the mic
going break therough the tape of darkness in the night
like freaks in the sheets I'm going to take you higher
blowing up in a fuss of its fullest desire
many moons ago let the truth be told
rap was taking to different heights
now all those years have passed still having every reason to grasp
we are still holding our own on the phone
still I got two turn tables spinning in my head
walking dead face full with lead
Young G your to young to think back now
can't turn around when your hands on the plow
but that how we do some say we're through
yet it ain't nothing new
life is filled with kings and queens
some women are true ladies then you got those bitches that scream
out there tripping in their limosine
cruising down the alley in their sunset dream
but today is a new day got to break things down
can't get ahead when your face is in a frown
you all want me around
got hustlers that want to shake me
Dons that want to make me
Just me & Eric B and a nice full plate of fish sorry that I missed
a new opportunity just stuck inside watching Jeopardy
all of life is a party you see my name is king on the new marquee