yeah take a look at me and see a titan on the throne me and my niggas we keep a bad bitch bitin on the bone hold up though what you little niggas out here writin on the song hella pathetic with telekinetics start thinking with the lines then pen s writing on it s own the jedi order i mastered this shit a jedi warrior yet i warn you i ma be keeping one eye on you like an insomniac nigga with a dead eye how much you wanna bet i hoard the illest chicks alive i had a dream i was playing footsies with a girlfriend tootsies so i walk up out the bed i order a ticket for florida she a red eye border now i m rubbin the clit she suckin the dick whose pussy is this man i don t even needa ask but that s as far as i ma go though i ma let you freaky niggas part of black twitter eat her ass i m gettin back to the grind probably thought i went to kinko s just to send you this song so many facts in the rhymes crooked i s back in his prime but nowadays they call me the king k x n g though the x is a roman numeral for ten i m ten times better than i ve ever been sick since an embryo even before then the greek historian heroditus he let history know the face of the sphinx the drawing on the pyramids walls was all of this negro i m a motherfucking king all hail you can hate on me and i ma wish yall well cause on the stairway to heaven i saw hell did it all with my c o b cartel the way i be rockin bells i should call l and i don t want problems at all but if the beef poppin the streets we would start beat boxing i don t understand the mentality of niggas who want to randomly challenge me in abandoned reality all the manic and mad in me cause i won t hand them a salary demanding me to give them what s mine you outta your mind thinking you could fuck with the family nigga that has to be insanity you understanding me i m amityville mixed with mr hannibal lecter packing a hammer to shatter you get it poppin like get your wig peeled get your face on the windshield gotta grab you off the glass like an alley oop do the shit and burn rubber in the caddy coup cali boys we don t like you rap stars but we do like jewelry and fast cars i d rather fill this room full of hoes chill and forget about twelve of my last bars  k x n g though the x is a roman numeral for ten i m ten times better than i ve ever been in a room full of rappers i be the elephant hellephant in the room cause nobody wanna mention that i been one of the best on the west since i touched down on kurupt s album tha streetz iz a mutha motherfuckers that s one thousand