Kill the King Songtext
von Emmitte Prince

To be aware is to be alive
I mean what I say
When I speak my mind
I don′t bite my tongue
For anybody
And motherfk
The dictionary
I can redefine
You damn right
I'm a wordsmith
Hell my favorite uncle
Was a mac daddy
He was bustin bites Down in his black caddy
No wonder I be fucking
Like a jack rabbit
Hey lil mama
What′s your name
Got damn you fine
Come and let me
Grab on your panty line


I wanna nail on that pussy
Just like it's Hammer Time
Then you can
Blow this dk
Into smithereens
Like a dandelion
I don't mean to be manish But I am though
This is not
A laughing matter
I′m not a damn joke
If a naked bad bih
Fell out the sky
I got a nice size dk
She can land on
I never sat
In the lap of luxury
So I′m coming
For the king's head
And it′ll be nothing new History repeats itself
Do you know how many
Emperors we seen dead
From Martin Luther and
Malcolm X To Sam Cook
And Elvis Pres
Drinking thug's passion
With Pac in Thug′s Mansion
Talking to Biggie
About Life After Death Yeah

Now I'm the king
Sitting on my throne
You can′t break my pride
I'm getting half baked
Swisher Sweets
Sweet Potato Pie
Heavy is the head
That wears the crown
But I may comply
Wheel of Fortune
May I buy a vowel
Bih don't play with I

I′m going to Kill The King
Oh yeah
I′m going to Kill The King I'm going to Kill The King
Oh Oh yeah
I′m going to Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
(Kill the King)
(Kill the King)
(Kill the King)

What you say
Wait a minute
What the fk you mean
I'm becoming king
Against all odds
I don′t trust a thing
This shit ain't cardio
But I′m running things
Besides
Your fking mouth
You don't run a thing
Fuck it
I want all the smoke
I got time today
And I ain't trying to say
My sh smell like roses
But I can smell
Your bullsh
From a mile away
My stomping grounds
Parkside
I ran with the wilderbeast
If I fit the description
Of an Indian giver
Then it′s fk you pay me
Nigga before I kill the chief
My name′s Emmitte Prince Where my crown at
East Saint Illinois
Where I'm found at
I was diamond in the dirt
I was down bad
I was a diamond in the dirt
I was down bad yeah

Now I′m the king
Sitting on my throne
You can't break my pride
I′m getting half baked
Swisher Sweets
Sweet Potato Pie
Heavy is the head
That wears the crown
But I may comply
Wheel of Fortune
May I buy a vowel
Bih don't play with I

I′m going to Kill The King
Oh yeah
I'm going to Kill the King I'm going to Kill the King
Oh Oh yeah
I′m going to Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
Kill the King
(Kill the King)
(Kill the King)
(Kill the King)

Bih don′t play with
Play with
Bih don't play with I
Bih don′t play with
Play with
Bih don't play with I
Bi*"h don′t play with I