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rock mecca - king of kings lyrics

intro (spoken):

so they consider you a king?
put it this way…i am a king
i can say..
king of what?
i wanna tell you i’m the king of bombing
you gotta be able to takeover a line with insides
take it over with throw-ups, top to bottoms
you gotta do everything
you know, if you specia- specialize in one thing, you know
you really can’t call yourself an all out king
who’s king?
you’re looking at him right here my brother
the original, know what i’m saying, kingdom islam
nation of gods for i’m the one who rocks so far
always rocking the jazziest cars, bet
know what i’m saying
the only and the original magnetic king
and that’s the one that’s still sitting here doing his thing

intro 2 (spoken):

these people are waiting for the appearance of a living legend
one of the worlds’ best known figures and faces
and one that most of us know least about
and here he comes
the legend himself
a relic of a vanishing world
one of the last claimants to the divine right of kings
his imperial majesty
elect of god
king of kings

verse 1:

make your idols your rivals
challenge ‘em for my first t-tle
i enter the ring
ready for battle
i’ll triumph with my science
bring your bibles and your rifles
this star wars, empire strikes, return jedi too
i do it for the dream
i do it for the screams
i do it for the cream
plus, i do it for the kings (what godd-mn king?)
rodney king, dr. king and all in the kings back in africa
fire shots of the highest caliber
i am the culture on my shoulder is a vulture
circling around and around
with shadows over
all these rappers down on the ground we runneth over
the clouds part, sun is returned
your rain is over
i’m back like a slave coming back from the grave
back for back pay and pay back
with plaques that’s engraved
platinum and gold
your emperor ain’t wearing no clothes
leave ‘em exposed
deposed
and removed from his throne
heads gonna roll, rollin…

hook (spoken):

through the man’s mind dog
this where he begins to know where he comes from
you the creator of all this
all these things must happen
it must take place
the signs of life is the signs of you
all the elements that it took to create you
cuz everything in the universe god
that’s created in the universe god
exists within you
everything you see always has been and always will what be

verse 2:

what if some of these mcs were government agents
their record labels program us through entertainment
the ceo was the cia
and the a&r was the n.r.a
give them guns so they can flash ‘em on their ads in print
make it rain but gotta bring it back to us mint
on the back of the album you see the fbi logo
against piracy because they working for the po-po
they kept the real starving
and we’ve been sittin’ back for the longest
now we gotta come and shut your spot down
point blank
bullets lodging like karats on crowns
don’t think that propaganda dumbed us all down
we rushin’ gatekeepers, slapping tastemakers
influencers getting chased
now we gotta take from the plate
the ones who hate can’t discern the real from the fake
getting it wrong so long they can’t even relate

(repeat hook)

verse 3:

yo this that raw and unpolished
power of street knowledge
school of hard knock rock that’ll beat college
bomb in all forms liquid, gaseous and solid
demolish, your songs, reputations and wallets
this 2pac strictly, the chef only built for
certain kind of fans who eat the music while it’s still raw
king of the struggle rappers spamming your inbox
42nd street: do you listen to hip-hop?
yo these old school legends i slaughter with no respect
these new rappers i extinguish by the neck
my scope target slopes
from the late great goats to great white hopes
my quotes leave em covered in smoke
know these major record labels never gonna promote
cuz i won’t wear the dress
i can’t wear a vest
cuz i say it with my chest
pariah to messiah
i rise higher ‘til i expire into the fire like…

(repeat hook)

outro:

the king (6x)
you know it so we all live
this the original
old master k!ller
of the manila thrilla right here that you’re looking at
the original king and love to do his thing
don’t shout, don’t run
don’t hide, don’t sky
this is me coming to you natural and live

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