Underground Kings

[00:01.01] I'm an
[00:02.38] I'm, I'm an
[00:04.04] Rumor has it I'm an underground king
[00:06.03] All I give a fuck about is money
[00:07.96] And when I got it, I don't give a fuck about it
[00:10.12] It's outlandish, I take for granted what God granted
[00:12.39] My countertop granite, my house is outstanding
[00:14.62] While I'm standing inside of it
[00:16.08] Feelin' inside out as I pop Xanax
[00:17.94] Watching myself on TV
[00:19.29] In order to get to the TV I had to go through the proper channels
[00:22.78] I don't rock the flannel, I rock the Air Max, Atmos and camo
[00:25.87] They call me the Benz owner, I put Lorenzo's on it
[00:28.45] Then go and pick a chick up, bone it and friend zone her
[00:31.12] Soon as I see her wake up, I be fuckin' her raw
[00:33.40] If she a B or an A cup, make her fuck in a bra
[00:36.00] Let's get it goin', got a dyke in the closet
[00:38.20] I'm sure she enjoyin', I kill verses in return for it
[00:41.13] A eulogy is borin', for you to be informed
[00:43.29] I'm a chore and my circle change more than a European coin
[00:46.33] Once the kill has begun, you realize
[00:48.41] I'm the illest, the realest is Pimp C, and the trillest is Bun
[00:51.38] I'm definitely best at gun rap, gun wrap
[00:53.84] I put you on my recipe list
[00:55.33] I put you on the treadmill accessory less like run that, run that
[00:58.87] Detroit nigga, I destroy niggas in general
[01:01.25] I deploy niggas to generally destroy niggas' regimes
[01:04.47] So rumor has it I'm an underground king
[01:26.92] From underground, a number one, I don't get it
[01:29.41] I still be in Civics, it's one of my bitcHes', I grew witH the clip
[01:32.12] And I'm known for the stripping, unload 'til I end it
[01:34.20] Put ten in a tank, 10 mil' in my bank, I'm more real tHan you tHink
[01:36.91] Buy a bitcH some High Heels, a small purse and a sHank
[01:39.38] Some wet naps, a little skirt to insert tHrough a sHape
[01:41.94] I'm in the gun wraps, I say tHem gun raps, I brougHt tHe guns back
[01:44.87] And sHowin' gang tats
[01:45.83] And wHen I wrote tHis Had every H capped
[01:47.79] You know tHem Hoovers 'bout it, 'bout it, I serve bullets
[01:50.09] And narcotics, the cops watcHin', still poppin'
[01:52.41] A gang member, pitcHin' rock, every car on the block
[01:54.66] No antennas, just a body, myself and my own Hitta
[01:57.45] I'm Top Dawg, you cat litter
[01:59.00] Denied a million tHrougH a text, I'm a real nigga
[02:01.38] From Heaven to the lowest of devils
[02:02.99] Spit every bar for the rebels
[02:04.29] My wardrobe to startin' trouble: orange rags
[02:06.54] Bucket Hats, even be witH my stunt double
[02:08.41] My life is either jail or oxy in my cotton
[02:10.61] You lookin' pale and so it's gon' be for the knockin'
[02:13.05] [?] 45, it's only 3 options
[02:15.59] I'm second to none, I shoot 'til I won, gun bigger than Bun
[02:18.34] Take more tHan your lung, pop, pop, pop
[02:20.48] Convert to a Hearse, get a new top dropped, yawk yawk
[02:23.02] Murder music, jump out of Buicks
[02:24.43] Nobody movin' or I squeeze on it
[02:26.14] Before I get a crown, I bleed on it
[02:48.06] An underground king sippin' my lean
[02:50.89] You know I double my profit because I triple my beam
[02:53.40] You niggas stop with the topics and all this fussin' and arguin'
[02:56.11] Ain't it clear to your optics that I would go through a squadron?
[02:58.61] Cause I'm as violent and vicious as killin' Christians and Christians
[03:01.10] On the eve of a Christmas, say we got sick and sadistic
[03:03.68] I'm talkin' tangled and twisted, this shit was terror-terrific
[03:06.25] We killed the hubby and kiddies, murdered the dog and the misses
[03:08.81] And made the maid do the dishes, now she sleep with the fishes
[03:11.36] Now that sucka rapper's dead, I assume my position
[03:13.80] In the place, a king, on the throne is where I'm sittin'
[03:16.34] Yeah, the iron throne is mailed with the metal microphone
[03:19.30] Hey, let the rats and the mice know Killer Mike is home
[03:21.93] Cause Killer is iller than all the killas they know
[03:24.53] My past is good, I land a rock at my show
[03:27.10] Before I go, rest in peace to Dilla fosho
[03:29.71] Slum lord with a mic cord in a slum village on a slum tour
[03:33.35] Through every ghetto I carry the heavy metal
[03:35.56] Just in case a shovel is needed when arguments are settled
[03:38.33] Mama get rose petals
[03:39.63] That's it, finito, no chatter, the matter settled
[03:42.18] I got your bitch, I got some head, she got stilettos
[03:44.84] Lyrically I'm literally a bad mothafucka
[03:47.61] [?] my technique, and my swag a tad butler, mothafucka