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Verse 1:King
soon as i spit it ya confidence disintegrated/
infiltraded the game quicker than you anticipated/
didnt i? no ima leave it chewed and penetrated/
like the groupie i told id put in a movie if we dated/
and it truly is amazin, the beuty in my pages/
im close to da fame n all da booty i can taste it/
hot lyrics? ill introduce u newbies to da basics/
i dont needa light a doubie i just do me and start fueling/
when the bass hits, mic fuming u cant do what im doing, if u had
ya rhyme spewing wit ya face lit and had saliva laced with, gas
you need a replacement i got skill itd b a stupid thing 2 waste it/
face it, we r like no other and by we i mean me and my physco brother/
and i noticed, i grow more cold as i get older/
hope u rappers r ready cuz when i blow up like a soldier then its over/
Chorus:
Rock the mic, rock the mic
king u got dis game on lock shut tight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n dont stop till we all spot sunlight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n show these rappers how its dun right/
rock the mic rock the mic
forget lames 2night rock the mic/
Verse 2:King
it dont matter how many of ya dogs that u call over/
i can ground em to a powder n start calln them all folger/
and ill have ya braud take off her bra n then swallow her/
to the top n wont fall lower, cuz im not a follower/
never stumble or cower im forever hungry for power/
and it isnt gunna end until everyone is devoured/
theres alot on my plate, in approximately an hour yall/
is when rappers will make like the twin towers, fall/
ill set fire to their entire empire/
n ill run circles around em until my legs tired/
i wont quit ima winner i know i last/
strip ya confidence till its thinner than my eye lash/
pricks listen this is my chance n i/
wont give in get a clue, ull have to pry it from my hands/
skeptics ill blow u away liek im from iran/
"king you out ya mind man" No, its who i am/
Chorus:
Rock the mic, rock the mic
king u got dis game on lock shut tight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n dont stop till we all spot sunlight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n show these rappers how its dun right/
rock the mic rock the mic
forget lames 2night rock the mic
Bridge: King
im past chilly, i am illy high apathy/
try bashin my crap city ur crashin like cassidy/
improvin drastictically the talents a tragedy/
to people whos mouth kept flappin like fat tittys/
cuz they all tried to push me and have pity/
but i stay away from the pussys, chastity/
they call my rap "Diddy" cuz when i rap/
theyre like damn, king didnt just make that guy crap "did he?"
Chorus:
Rock the mic, rock the mic
king u got dis game on lock shut tight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n dont stop till we all spot sunlight/
rock the mic, rock the mic
n show these rappers how its dun right/
rock the mic rock the mic
forget lames 2night rock the mic
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