Kings

[Intro]

(Kings)

Oh

Marco

It's crazy

Where them crowns at?

(Kings)

[Verse]

I'm from the V-I-Double-L-E, like M.O.P

Where cats walk around like, "Him or me?"

Art of survival, tryin' to calculate the heart of a rival

Understand like part of the bible, this a revelation

They say niggas never learn, this an education

Since Malcolm and Martin we've been marchin' for a better nation

Is this a big meltin' pot, or is it seperation?

I'm breakin' bread with the tribes, no reservations

Yo, we gotta make it as a federation

Are we livin' together, or is it segregation?

Jim Crow laws hem no flaws

I'm tryin' to run it up like ten more scores

The chain of command, analyze the brain of a man

That understands the shame and the pain of a fan

They can't comprehend all these songs he's hearin' now

And can't understand what these dudes is wearin' now

But think back when we was young, 'bout the same age

Our parents, they looked at us in them same ways

We was playin' DMC and Fat Boys (Fat)

And they was sayin' to us, "Turn off that noise"

Told us, we gotta listen to some real music

Earth, Wind and Fire, somethin' you can feel music

From where I stand, it's like the view is panoramic

When my retirement is announced, the fans'll panic

'Cause that's one less soldier in the greatest fight

The love is heavy in my heart and the hate is light

Then every other summer an up-and-comer

Thinks he can jump right in my shoes if he plays his right (Kings)

But these are Mutumbo-size in my humble eyes

And this is no small feat for these mumble guys

Man, you know the drill like a cavity

Comprehend the gravity of my savagery

I'm so underrated, it's a travesty

Where's the praise and the raise in my salary?

Got a wife held up by life to marry me

We dress to impress and get fresh like Barry B

Yo, you would think we on a date night

It's hard to get in, you won't believe what the wait's like

We tryin' to see what it taste like

But it's hard to fit in, you won't believe what the hate's like

The game of life's full of crazy things

It's so intense, makes no sense like baby rings

Until the overweight lady sings

We'll leave you this body of work 'til they say we kings (Kings)

Yeah, 'til they say we kings

[Outro]

I grew up to be a king for the city I rep

I grew up to be a king for the city I rep

I grew up to be a king

I grew up to be a king

I grew up to be a king

I grew up to be a king for the city I rep

I grew up to be a king for the city I rep

(Kings)