I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey mouth
Sitting in my throne again
I'm mad
But I ain't stressing
True friends
One question
Where you and I was walking
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Kuta
Black man taking no losses
Where you and I was walking
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams
The yam is the power that be
You can smell it when I'm walking down the street
I can dig rapping
But I'm rapping with a ghost rider
What the f*** happened?
I swore I wouldn't tell
I swear I wouldn't tell

But most of y'all share bars
Like you got to buy the bunk
In a two-man sale
Something's in the water
And if I got a brown nose
For some gold
Then I'd rather be a bum
Than a motherf***ing bar
Where you and I was walking
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
Black man taking no losses
Where you and I was walking
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
When you got the yams
What's the yams?
The yams brought it out of Richard Pryor
Pryor, Pryor, Pryor, Pryor, Pryor
When they belated Bill Clinton with desires
24, 7, 365 days times two
I was contemplating getting off stage
Just to go back to the hood
See my enemies, hey
Where you and I was walking
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunti
Black man taking no losses
Where you and I was walking
Black man taking no losses
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunti

You goat mouth mammoth
I was gonna kill a couple rappers
But they did it to themselves
Everybody suicidal
They didn't even need my help
This * is elementary
I'd probably go to jail
If I shoot at your identity
And bounce to the left
Stuck a flag in my city
Everybody screaming
Compton I should probably run from here
When I'm done
To be honest
And I put that on my mama
And my baby boo too
20 million walking out the court
Belting woo woo
Oh yeah
F*** the judge
I made it pass
20 million walking out the court
25 and there I was
A little nappy headed
F***ing with the world behind him
Life ain't f***ed
But a fat b****
F*** me
Annie are you okay?
Annie are you okay?
Limo tinted with a gold plate
Straight from the bottom
It's the belly of the beast
From a peasant
To a prince
To a m****
King
Oh yeah
Where you and I was walking
By the time you hear the next pop
The funk shall be within you
Now I run a game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off him
King Kunti
Black man taking no losses
King Kunti
Redware
You and I was walking
Now I run the game
Got the whole world talking
King Kunti
Everybody wanna cut the legs off
Ball
I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence.