Fucking pirate, history will damn him Once it seemed like nothing could damage him Crook, you got your arse played in Mandarin Finally the King is Dead
history will damn him Once it seemed like nothing can damage him [UNKLE HO MANDARIN -?? ] Crook, you got your arse played in Mandarin Finally the King is Dead
king to reign a very old nation, a beast bleeds at his feet after the fierce fight, a virgin awaits for him to lay and seals at the dead of the night. [???] -
summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring The streets are deep Son every day is
I'm turning verses into fire by applying pain Manslaughter in the first, incidence of red Confidence is king, innocence is dead [prevail] Over the
gonna be first The projects is front lines and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you it's right in front of your eyes Yo, the heavy metal king
summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs is warring blood steadily pouring The streets are deep Son every day is
than hydro or Moet, Chandon Word is bond, it's on, in this rap game I slap mens, mack dames, yes, I'm a fly black king Stacking paper now, packing flavor now Hit you dead
burried [Repeat] [Mr. Shadow] Now lay your ass down and don't say a fuckin word Aim at mothafuckas like a deer in a herd [Gun shots] Plow, the shot is
last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring The streets are deep Son every day is
gonna be first The projects is front lines, and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you it's right in front of your eyes Yo, the heavy metal king
blood check tha stats nigga [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I only been gone 5 months now ray j fuckin whitney and bobby with superhead call nas tellem hiphop is super dead
the cork and steam the vega And get lit (What?!) [1st time] This is it (What?!) [2nd time] (What?! What?!) Verse Two: For these feral herds of seas
clique created [Verse 2: Prodigy] Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips You see the clips when the mac spit your top got split Layin' dead
rappers is bums Hav show me the flow and i ran wit it dun I mean really, you gotta be the most worst rap shit i ever herd, compare to a P verse We emerge
your head Travel all the way down to your leg Chorus: together Aiyyo it's hell on earth, whose next or gonna be first The projects is front lines, and the enemy is
