GLC the Knockout King

[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