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mf grimm - king of new york lyrics

mf grimm – “king of new york”
[emcee(s): mf grimm]
[producer(s): ninja b]

[verse 1: mf grimm]
i’m the king of new york
i rule with an iron fist
gold around my neck and on my fingers and wrist
a shift full of pitiful punks on my sh-t list
drop the “s,” now “sh-t” means “hit list”
motherf-ckers want to sit at my spot a lot
‘cause what i got, but my seat’s hot
it’s not your turn, your black -ss’ll burn to the ground
pound for pound, twelve rounds—how that sound?
a t-tle bout, call timeout. your rhymes are tired
without a doubt, no clout, smelling like sauer-
-kraut. mine stay hard like a d-ck on stout
guinness, i’m in this to win this, you’re p-ssed, so you
pout like a trout in a drought, can’t get out
you want to scream, but fish can’t shout
i’m five-foot-ten, so don’t wonder how
i’m the king of new york, just get down and bow

[hook: mf grimm and samples]
[mf grimm]
let the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right ‘cause i’m
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”
[mf grimm]
let the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”

[verse 2: mf grimm]
i’ll pull
triggers on hard-head n-ggas, i’m leaving dents
climb motherf-ckers like a schoolyard fence
a posse tried to jump me to get a good rep
fine, that’s why the tec-9 is always kept
sixteen shots, sixteen n-ggas hurt
sixteen stagger, sixteen hit the dirt
no hospital beds, coffins all instead ‘cause all
sixteen shots went dead to the head
i can’t think about anything else (nah, kid)
just my family, and then i go for self (what would i do?)
in the streets, it’s hard, but, in jail, it’s even
tougher—that’s when sh-t get rougher
so i stay far away, no horseplay
i’ll stray from negativity and i’ll wait for my payday
play basketball to let time p-ss, but
to let a n-gga know, once in a while, i kick some -ss
if i go sioux and have beef with a crew
(boh, boh!) he’s dead, (boh, boh!) the dog too
main maniac of all maniacs in manhattan
step on the sidewalk, and suckers start scatting
respect with a tec, i get my money with a mac, a
.380 infrared light is exactly what i pack ‘cause i’m
the king

[hook: mf grimm and samples]
[mf grimm]
let the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”
[mf grimm]
let the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”

[verse 3: mf grimm]
i had it hard, but i took it in stride
i did a lot of bad sh-t, then i had to hide
the messenger of death k!lling rappers and lovers
all the brothers get smothered, also mothers under covers
to get paid was the reason (gotta make that dough)
from murder the treason, it depended on the season
‘cause i did all types of sh-t. i murdered
n-ggas for free, and also contract hits
i’ll specialize in hand-to-hand combat
more street fights than a motherf-cking alley cat
as i bash your head, i’ll laugh at ya (hahaha)
the baddest little n-gga since shaft in africa
i’m not peaceful like desmond tutu, i’ll drink
blood like it’s yoo-hoo, i k!ll like shaka zulu
there’s three rules i live by, boy, and that’s
crush, k!ll, destroy (motherf-cker)

[hook: mf grimm and samples]
[mf grimm]
and let
the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”
[mf grimm]
let the king do his thing, don’t give me no h-ssle
the streets is my throne, new york is my castle
some come close, but they can’t get it right
[samples]
“i’m the king” – sample from d.m.c. on run-d.m.c. – “hit it run”
“king of new york like frank white” – sample from c.l. smooth on pete rock & c.l. smooth – “if it ain’t rough, it ain’t right”

[outro: mf grimm]
this is going out to my n-gga jay black, the real king of new york

- mf grimm lyrics

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