Born King N.Y.

[Hook] Born King, never yield All day, heavy steel Born King, never yield All day, heavy steel Food for thought, meals essential Shrine your mind, build your temple Food for thought, meals essential Shrine your mind, build your temple [Verse 1: Ka] I paint hard on a tainted canvas (?) Do damage with skills, make you amend your standards We stole the show, can't contend with bandits Fresh from the mountains to douse 'em with ten commandments Came back, they was worshiping the calf Enlisting rhymes I certainly wouldn't draft Disperse a verse, this is church up on the ave I burn niggas, see 'em working in the staff Rhymes full of rage, struggle every line every page Some miles on my times with the gauge Live, don't mind showing signs of my age Run out of ammo, we can try with the blades Mastered the skill of attack, hard to defend Chrome superior, stone exterior, I'm harder within Take you on a journey, you could charter my pen Act funny and, money, I GemStar you a grin I'm too raw for you fraudulent rap With a gun too long for the small of my back Strapped with holster, toaster Got niggas riding for you, I approach your chauffeur Yes the freaks bless the meat, call it kosher Trying to spring up to Summer, but for some the fall is closer I did shit many only dream about I know I'm late getting here, I took the scenic route [Hook] [Verse 2: Ka] I made something out of very little Steady dribble with the griddle for the bread and kibble Got it sewn, watch me thread the middle Public servant, but was never civil I was armed when your moms said bedtime And the hunger in the streets fed headlines Had a slew of blue nicks and red dimes I'm legit so I admit to said crimes No paper raps, just lead rhymes Niggas spit they shit, I bled mines [Hook] [Verse 3: Ka] Lemme touch that, I'm King Midas All my lines is cold, y'all Spring writers Shit I scribble is a vigil, bring lighters Don't want fall, build walls like Ming fighters [Hook]