A Killer, A King
Greatness
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In times of darkness the light becomes precious And that's when a man's true will gets tested Stripped to its core and you find what you're left with But true greatness should never be questioned Burned by the sun but I rise like the Phoenix Knowin' this game won't be the same when I leave it My track record looks like Usain Bolt Treat the game like the bitches, I'm goin' for the throat And there's nothin' you can tell me I am to Dorchester Ave. what Freddy was to Elm St. The nightmare that keeps you up at night They said the shit got real once I touched a mic The wives became widows, the boys became men Faith became fear Them boys became feds Trust became a thing of the past between friends And you doubtin' me became the beginning of your end (Yeah) 'Til the day I die I got three fingers in the sky, yeah (Yeah) 'Til the Lord come and get me all you fake niggas could miss me, yeah Graveyard 'til I'm in one Graveyard for life Graveyard 'til I'm in one Graveyard for life Speedin' through life, I know they're hopin' I crash 'Cause fake niggas either hate or they kiss my ass But it's funny when niggas that say we used to be friends Get salty when their girls start sendin' me BBM's And homie let's not pretend I don't gotta try to embellish You ridin' my dick so hard if I fucked her I bet you'd smell it They told me that the truth is the most dangerous weapon Well in that case I've got Excalibur in my possession I'm the opposite of what these other niggas representin' The only competition that I see is my reflection And I swear it's like these niggas got soft in the streets They went from Ron Artest to Metta World Peace And they don't want no drama No problems, no beef Got a bullet, anybody wanna speak they piece? Test your luck and let's see what we got Gun in your mouth, that's a shot in the dark, bitch (Yeah) 'Til the day I die I got three fingers in the sky, yeah (Yeah) 'Til the Lord come and get me all you fake niggas could miss me, yeah Graveyard 'til I'm in one Graveyard for life Graveyard 'til I'm in one Graveyard for life I've watched empires fall like hour glass sand will But now I've got the whole game at a stand still Blood on my hand, guilt on my conscience Memories haunted with both failures and conquests My rights and my wrongs Salvation and sins And no room in my heart for enemies or friends Can't tell the difference 'tween my gift and my curse So I'm 'bout to swap my bandwagon out for a hearse Too bitter to forgive too obsessed to forget They tried to leave me like a baby on the church steps Where you at, Milt? Where you at, Jean? Niggas left me for dead out here in the Bean But I rose like a zombie with a bullseye on me And I've got somethin' for everybody who wronged me Blood on the legacy I've left Killer or king is the question and the answer is yes
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