makin' records, I ain't made no money Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet This nigga made one album
a brand new Mac) (A few jump offs, some Dom's, some beer, and the crack) I'm outside on the streets, just holdin' it down (I'm in jail pumpin' iron,
retreated The game is wounded, I stood and watched while they beat it My culture starved, I refused to feed it They sold you for a dollar like slaves in iron
fly man I wished that you seen her Said they had a scheme but nobody believed her No real job cause she stay in the streets Gina did nails but her love made
, ring the alarm Another sound boy dyin', hot irons Slugs flyin' out the hardware appliance Baby mamma cryin', sobbin' and grievin' You was at odds wit them kids till they made
for a king It's a ghastly joke our town was broke And no one could give a thing 'Cept Jones an undertaker He did mighty well Donated an old iron casket
chump, ain't no wins here Sport is extreme, know what I mean Gettin royalties, Down with the King...! [Run] None of y'all really made money Like
now and rap is all about me Listen when it comes down to rappin' I was through with it before you learned what to do with it I'm the King so I'm stakin
a king It's a ghastly joke that our town was broke and no one could give a thing Except Jones the undertaker he did mighty well He donated an old iron
county laid my husband in the ground) [ guitar ] I will pawn you my watch I will pawn you my chain I will pawn you my golden diamond ring I will wash all your clothes I will scrub all
and towns And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres Were cities made, where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk, their wives and tender maids Were all
So I bought a zillion watches but dont watch mine You little f**ks are so iron-nicle Nickel plus four is a 9 mm No startch but I told iron, All out
And if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it don't Then y'all will Swallow the truth Grin and bear it Now who's these King of these rude Ludicrous lucrative
the cream laid up Love, love for dame 'Cause I mean what I mean I'm out to claim King Doin' my thing Do wild stakes, my name'll reign To all my people
bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla
niggaz with a axe, Maxamill You could crash a mil, got you back still scold em and fold em like they thousand dollar bills sit back iron y'all niggaz
fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts an' crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion Catalogs for all y'all to all