King of Kings lyrics

by

Method Man


[Intro: Havoc Raekwon]
Let's go Yeah, n*gga
Good lookin' Rae that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's all good don't worry about it
You feel what I'm sayin'? Don't worry about it
Yeah Word up, let's go
You know how we gotta come at this n*ggas, man
Yeah, come on, yo

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Stuck, y'all like gum underneath my kicks
Better move little f*cks when the heat I'll spit
The hammer clap like the ass on a meat-out chick
Dump clips like a triflin' ass b*tch to drop
If you short you're a chance in the box
But I ain't lettin' you play with the guns in the club, I'm boothin' the ox
Got my eyes on the ho's and I'm a peripheral
Got you cowards poppin' that Moe', my hand on the 'istol
Wild out, have a ball, you could drink 'til you 'url
Thought the Firewater was strong, the pound'll leave you curled
On the floor, like a new born baby, God
What you mean "Is he dead?", what type of sh*t is leakin' out of his head?
When you cowards see the drama and it come to a head
I'm hittin' Rae up on the jacket, it ain't much to be said
If it's on, go without sayin' somethin', deliverin'
Visa verca, this is Havoc, baby, we those n*ggas (we those n*ggas)
[Chorus: Raekwon]
All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us ,and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
I chop meat out ya face, Daddy, gladly
Mad breeze on, rubberband currency and I splash ya visa
You know the code, yo Caesar low straddlers
Front Streets, cracks all in the front seat spazzin'
Imperial wizards, Staten
Knife game off the chain and I'm with four hundred with wagons yo
Live wires, shoot darts for bread
Any map, I assist that, I'm holdin' it, all n*ggas dead
What? Battle for cake and f*ck wizzes
We do it straight business, all mount ride, ain't no fake n*ggas
Reminisce, spit faces
p*ssin' on the fake little swindler's list, Rae gave them n*ggas cake
Battle the gun, you're wildin'
I might levitatate well, I might take ya sh*t, push up, stylin' it
Oxes, reefers, police need us
The regime of Shaolin with Queens re-up
f*ckin' with the poisonous hand
Remember y'all, no commercial, I hurt you, yo go get ya mans
[Chorus: Raekwon]
All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Ay yo select me, Gucci sneaker recipe
Not the S dot Carters, no disrespect but respect me
One of the top five gangstas alive
My element is just the Elliott Ness, n*ggas who hide
Yo, I ran from some n*ggas that was police
These n*ggas heard about me bringin' marked money in, I had the whole East
I've been the greatest, been flippin' the latest
Somethin' like the new haggler on the Ave., ham it up, pullin' haze
And all the young n*ggas praise me
It's like the talent of the Six Million Dollar Man, 'yana pace
Come on, banana squeeze, aim at these Caravans
Heard he had his man and that ugly Keish'
Comin' from a galaxy of hood, hard real people gettin' ki's
f*ck wit' the media, it's all good
[Chorus: Raekwon]
All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's f*ckin' wit' us?
Ay yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Ay yo all that money, all them n*ggas
All them shorties, everybody yell, "All lovely"
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