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 down with the king for years  about ten of 'em
 recruiting suckers  Mac and Mike  and makin' men of 'em
 tears and fears for my peers  they rippin'
 you think that it is  it is  if not it isn't
 race for the border my daughter  'cause beats you're bangin' out
 jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out
 gather  or rather form a circle around a loud
 'cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
 is it because he's runnin' off with the mouth
 or was he really clearly tryin' to play a nigga out
 nope, shut him down, the king with a crown
 'cause all you wanna be is dicky down

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 (CL Smooth)
 two years ago, a friend of mine
 asked me to say some MC rhymes
 so I said this rhyme I'm about to say
 the rhyme was meeca, and it went this way
 wrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills
 Mac distracts, wearing Godfather hats
 it's okay to parlay to fortee better
 tell 'em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leather
 swing another Rodney King thing in our right
 but just like the white one I get no respect
 money stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fake
 from Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin'
 C.L. and Run DMC so rush it
 big time way before Hammer got to touch it
 remember the faces in all types of places
 look Ma, no shoelaces
 and I'm....

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 I'm takin' the tours, I'm wreckin' the land
 I keep it hardcore because it's dope man
 these are the roughest toughest words I ever wrote down
 not mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check it
 sucka emcees could never swing with D
 because of all the things that I bring with me
 only G-O-D could be a king to me
 and if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be
 the microphone is granted when it's handed to me
 I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee
 the emcee fiends only seem to agree
 that I rock all the world and the society
 I rages on the stages with a tune of verse
 I get praises from these pages to the universe
 my voice is raw, my lyrics is law
 I keep it hardcore like you never saw

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 (Pete Rock)
 I'm the man you see, in the place to be
 I went to John Jay University
 and since kindergarten I acquired the knowledge
 and after twelve grade I went straight to college
 down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger
 the P to the R, not an R&B singer
 the R to the U-N-D-MC'n
 the fly human beings, tonight I hold the key and
 flowin' with the funk track, here to soul brother black
 pick up the bass, better yet leave a space
 so let me put my big black ??? on in to the early mornin'
 had skins doanin'
 mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)
 I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it out
 Pete Rock's the beat knock, put you in a headlock
 and now all the outty out flock is down with the king