[Intro: GLC]
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him (Ten)
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king (Ten, he's out for the count)
I want children, a few buildings
So, how did you knock him out? Let me know
If I don't feel him, I steal him
Sometimes I just feel like the greatest, you know I'm sayin'?
And if I have to, I'll kill him
I hit him with a 1-2, you know I'm sayin'?
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
You know I'm sayin'? Knock him out, you know I'm sayin'?
[?] like that sometimes and I'm in the studio for the knockout or somethin', you know I'm sayin'?
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I stealhim
If you wanna be my hoe, you know, you gotta be a knockout, you know?
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
[Verse 1: GLC]
And as I walked away the last man standing, my cans hit that man like a blast from a cannon
GLC, gave that fool a gangsta grin
Fake niggas always yellin' first offense
Act like hoes, like they gon' rehearse this shit
Clown ass niggas, man, smokin' in the circus tent
If he a smoker, how the fuck you niggas worship him?
We can make it worser then, but you see him CNN
Like we wishin' him, nigga go review the films
Wait, look out the way, imagine if you was them
I make niggas fall with nobody pushin' him
Yo' swing so soft, yo' fist so soft, like you bathed in skin so soft
I punch you in your jaw, "Mr. Piss-You-Off", bitch, you lost
It ain't over 'til the rings come off or 'til either one of us can't walk, or you're layin' in the coffin
[Chorus: GLC]
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king (Yeah, uh)
[Verse 2: GLC, GLC & Kanye West]
Lame industry niggas tryna shake a gangsta's hand
Just last year, you was like my biggest fan
You was Kanye's biggest fan, if you wasn't your beats, soundin' lot like my man's, I can't tell
You colder than him? Man I can't hear it
It's so serious that hate's so apparent, sorry for your parents
But you shouldn't have been starin', business wasn't yours homie, man you shouldn't have been carin'
You shouldn't have been sayin' nothin', that's how you get carried
Gangsta Legendary Crisis, you rep' the Chi', but your flow so N.Y., why?
Look, you could die try, see how many guys ride
This ain't just rap, this is from the southside
[Chorus: GLC]
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
I want children, a few buildings
If I don't feel him, I steal him
And if I have to, I'll kill him
God forgive him, GLC, the knockout king
