Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King of Detroit, artist - Royce 5'9. Album song Build & Destroy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.07.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Heaven Studios
Song language: English
King of Detroit |
You gon’need a lot more guns to shoot wit us A lot more jewels to floss wit us It’s gon’take a lot more power to fuck wit us And a lot more niggaz to buck wit us |
I’m the King of Detroit, I’m the King of the Kings |
The King of the ring, cause y’all niggaz be swingin the sting |
I’m doin my thing, you only worth TWO of my rings |
It’s you and my team, at war for tryin to ruin my reign |
Imagine a thought of that |
It’s Motown, it’s where this black music shit started at All I did was brought it back |
Get it right, I’m over your block and I must succeed |
I don’t know how much you need, but it’s more than you got |
These niggaz rippin and robbin with the fifth in the closet |
Cause y’all niggaz ignorant logic got you slippin and dodgin |
We bring to a violent halt whatever beef we have |
I hate losin, so you’ll probably never see me mad |
Just here to rewind it back to where time had begun |
It’s the size of the gun, the trigger and the nigga behind it |
I’m the King of the throne, I stood up to sing you a song |
to get the platinum plaques back to the city, bring it home |
Yo, yo, yo, yo You welcome to floss and receive a consecutive loss |
All I need’s a second to talk to get my message across |
Out-of-towners come to Detroit with all they mens |
and that’s a gamble, you know the house always wins |
I’m the savior of rap, y’all wanna be like the third verse missed |
Street this, thug that — rhymin my life in first-person |
You could never rise, no matter how high it seems |
I’m the man with a eye, in the land of the blind of Kings |
Trust this, no one could touch this — the difference is the average nigga brings it to jail, that’s why I bring it to justice |
My shit be well-thought out, y’all niggaz just writin a rhyme |
That’s why most of the time you bitin a rhyme |
I’m simple and plain, quick to speak a nigga in vain |
Cause niggaz done changed, it’s very few niggaz with brain |
Speak from your heart, and I aim for your chest, I’m done wit it |
Y’all rap niggaz want your respect? |
Then come get it Yo, yo, yo. |
we must, represent for us Cause where we from, we eat, sleep and shit Detroit and that’s us |
Y’all slide by, side by the real niggaz |
ain’t nothin but stand by to get killed niggaz — what! |
Tryna make the most of this time, we ain’t inside forever |
This is life, nobody makes it out alive — NEVER |
I’m the King of the throne, I stood up to sing you a song |
to get the platinum plaques back to Detroit, bring it home |