'd be the king of the ladies If I knew back then what I know right now You know I'd be the king of the ladies Yeah, if I knew back then what I know right
?d be the king of the ladies If I knew back then What I know right now You know I?de be the king of the ladies And if knew back then What I know right
I?d be the king of the ladies If I knew back then What I know right now You know I?de be the king of the ladies And if knew back then What I know right
style Some of the times, I write my raps with extreme speed Some of the times, I take the pen and make pads bleed My mind clicks to homicide, bullets fly, ladies
Lying out on the street, there's a man That needs somewhere to sleep And a bag-lady digs, through the trash Hoping to find some food to eat In the cold
, then I'ma hop hip Better yet hip-hop, 'cause you're a drip-drop Small as a pebble, while Heavy D's a bedrock I am the capital, H E V rappable King
The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gun play I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record Broken down and crafted in seconds Lady
classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record Broken down and crafted in seconds Lady
one The problem is the troubles in the black youth of the ghettos And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth At an extremely alarming
one, the problem is the troubles In the black youth of the ghettos And one by one we are being Wiped off the face of this earth At an extremely alarming
But it gets complicated with the situation in your face My name is Saint, the one the girlies flock fool But don't get mad, when you lady starts to jock
The Frenchman he would never pay The price that's more is only for Americans from the U.S.A. A Montmartre lady drops her hanky And slyly winks her eye
I like having you around Baby can't you see? I need you on the team Can't win with out you my MVP Yo yo you wanna ride with the king extreme Shaq glim
submarine hull I empty the ballast tanks I could smell the shit from the sea gulls My mind dives deep beneath yours Poseidon Trident Seahorse bubbles form I scream with extreme
this, then I'ma hop hip Better yet hip-hop, cause you're a drip-drop Small as a pebble, while Heavy D's a bedrock I am the capital, H-E-V rappable King
