A man without fear, master of war, came from the north to fight the unholy king of all pain, king of all hate, son of the evil, birth of a wicked whore
, put down the gun son) {Put your guns down, throw your hands up} It's on like that y'all word up, Iron Man comes back {Represent, you niggaz gotta shoot
made enough It's so amazing You would've thought we made it up Big Sean Chorus Man I was made to be greater Made for the grind Made for the lights
m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King everybody
You wouldve thought we made it up Hook (Big Sean) (2x) man I was made to be greater Made for the grind Made for the lights Made for the shine Big Sean
there, posted on that 5 9 I got a burner in my lap at all times And a bag of sticky icky green limes I'm a block burner like Lil' Wayne, revisin' the game like King
God body You can fit the whole sun, moon and star in You starvin' for more lyrics I know Steady robbin' all them lyrics I flow I'm Sadamin' all you
Cool J as he would say I'm a G.O.A.T. And for those of y'all who don't know what a G.O.A.T. is, it means the "Greatest Of All-Time", and I consider
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
hustle (hustle) Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme) From the muscle kid I'm one of the illets of all time I swing from chandeliers and wall climb And specialize in warfares of all
drives your body into recall Cause sooner or later then hangman will call And I'll be right there with him, black suit and all So you made ?humafisto
[Intro] My name is [rewinds] my name is And we've made a wild and wonderful record for you We will tell you all kinds of things to do and be and you can
They just keep on killing and killing They sort of develop a taste for blood Yeah, that's right, they kill one man or kill ten It's all the same after all
the NARC's when we start invading I copped the license and registration, to cock and aiming It's all entertainment and all my **** made it We hard body like Wu-Tang and Iron
, Starks the King Hit the block and still scraped up, eighty beans How you like them apples? My technique is Taye Diggs Your attitude is right, that's why I made
(Sometimes I feel like a motherless child) (Yo yo guzzlin' forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt) The wiley Wu Tang comes back, Iron Man strikes back
paper chase motivated I ain't the one to play with These cats get set ablaze You can't have it y'all way but I'd rather parlay Just smoke OG and get cabbage all
O If that was me I'd a been okay though The very next day I gave Russell a ring With J.L. and Omar we all called don king I said, "Yeah, don I got a
