(chorus)
we the realest soldiers in got the medal of honor on yall
eating up you niggas like parahnas warn yall
now we gone hit up the game
grab a pencil and a pad take notes from the kings
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(DeCePtZ verse)
mad wieght on my shoulders no roids muscle
music makes money so the rap games my hustle
everybody hates me but has me like trouble
put the ball in my hand i stand don't stumble
cauze i never quit and my fight is legite
ill make it to the top even if the top tips
and if it falls down then im falling with it
no moneys on my mind moneys in my pockets
10-oclock news so yall better stay watching me
out of god's ass im the shit and a prophescy
knock out haters that think they be knocking me
if bad was money i suffer from poverty
world as my toilet im known to be the shit
i don't need no damn doctor im immune to being sick
im the king of the streets and im holding the throne
fuck the clit on your bitch get the whip and im gone
