[Intro]
(Hey, yo, I'm the king of this muthafucka, I'm the king of Detroit You do what I say what I say nigga, yo, don't say it, we gonna smoke this nigga Proof, fuck that you shoot that nigga, right there, get that nigga! King Of Detroit, what up now fool, what up now nigga!)
Many men, wish death upon P
It's hard to survive in the 313
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas tryin' to take my life away
I put a hole in the nigga for fuckin' with me
Here comes Dolo, Face and Horny
Watch what you say when you talk about me
'Cause I come and take your life away
Many men, many many many many men, wish death upon me
Dawg, I don't cry no more, don't look to the sky no more, have mercy on me
[Verse 1]
Man, these pussy niggas put money on my head
Go and get your refund 'cause mothafucka I ain't dead
I'm the dozen in the dirt, that ain't been found
The real king of the D (Shit) that ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happens every time
I'm the dopest, something like Roy Jones in his prime
I walk the blocks of the jungle, got a problem then fuck you
Show you what my gun do, if you acted unhumble
Be for real, punk niggas, yall new to the beef
Ask any playa in the D, y'all new to the streets
Y'all ain't from 7 Mile
And y'all ain't wild
Fuck a boom
When you hear that *Click* it's a gun!
[Hook]
Many men, many, many, many, many men wish death upon me
Dog I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men, many, many, many, many men wish death upon me
[Verse 2]
Now, there wouldn't be real, if it wasn't for no heart
If there wasn't 8 Mile, there wouldn't be Oak Park
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Murk you in afterlife and send you twice to God
This is for my niggas on the yard, doin' their time
The real Malcom's in Detroit, shot on the ground
I heard about that little hit, that you put in the hood
But your shooter finna get shot it ain't gonna do no good
I'm like MG for shady, you can call me the Don
If you Malcom mothafucka, you gon' die in the storm
King switched sides on me, let Cash ride on me
Thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
[Hook]
Many men, many, many, many, many men wish death upon me
Dog I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men, many, many, many, many men wish death upon me
[Verse 3]
You know how many mothafuckas wanna hear your bone break?
PA 7 Mile, FA's Zone 8
School craft LA mack and B-wick
CCs Runyan Ave. That's who 'P' with
The cops don't know much, when I tuck my Glock
I got the word from E-Dub when Stuck got locked
Ain't gonna spell it out for you muthafuckas on the grind
Are you blind nigga, can't read between the lines
From Cameon, Rico Shocka and G-low
Rock man, first born, boxy and D-bow
Now, let's clear, I'm here for a real reason
He do a a hit, I do a hit, let's see who's still breathin' *Gasp*
[Outro]
Many friends, I lost to this game
And this cocksucka come namin' names
So many hommies that passed away
Run up on him, point-blank and blast away
Many friends, many many many many friends, that died on me
I shall have preserved my dog, poured out on the curb for y'all, your RIP
Many friends, I lost to this game
And this cocksucka come namin' names
So many homies that passed away
Run up on him point-blank and blast away
For Lewon, Click-click, Bugz and Snook
Don't care 'bout all them drugs he took
Watch what you say when you talk about me
'Cause I'm always gonna walk the D
Many friends many many many many friends, that died on me
I shall preserve my dogs, pour out on the curb for y'all, yo RIP
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