Released on January 19, 2004

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AUWW

GGRRRRRRRRR

Uh

You know

(dmx barking)

Ain't about being a motherfucking pimp (uh)

Ain't about being a hustler (naah)

Player (naah)

Fiend (naah)

It's about being a motherfucking king (aight)

Ya mean ?

(Verse)

Baby it's a king thing (yeah)

From Kayto to David (uh)

Two kings in the streets neither one made it

Think about shedding a tear, nigga save it

Dirty motherfucking games, both niggas played it (come on)

David went on some bullshit, went full throttle

Smacked shorty in the face with the glass bottle

Killing bitches with battery acid (yeah)

That's the type of shit this nigga mastered

David was a bastard

Step out the stunts with the slow walkin

Glide by leave you straight no talkin

It's about where ever I'm at, knowing I got them (aight)

By the time a nigga thought about reaching I shot 'em

See it takes a snake to spot a snake

And by the time they spot the snake

I shot the snake

I got to take, whatever I can get my hands on

Fuck you niggas is what I'ma stand on

It's a king thing, what goes around comes back around

It's a king thing, every part of town knows why your down

It's a king thing, got these new cats commin' up in the game

It's a king thing, and I'ma make sure niggas remember my name

For real

(Verse)

It ain't about talkin' the talk

It's walkin' the walk

How many cats you done crossed from L.A. to New York

And regardless for what when ever you hit town

You got real niggas respecting on how you get down

Ain't no motherfucking thing changed

I'm still the grimiest nigga up in this game

What's my name

King D-A-V-I-D

I'm like a bloodhound

Cuz it ain't nothin' but money hidin' from me

And ain't nobody ridin' for free, fuck that

Excuse my back nigga, what black

I go at niggas hard for a little bit of bread

A couple of hundred dollars will get your ass dead

I'm not petty I stay hungry

And as long as shit is the way it is, then shit gone stay ugly

Bitch, so bring home the drama

Shit as many niggas I done crossed, I gotsta sleep with the armor

It's a king thing, what goes around comes back around

It's a king thing, every part of town knows why your down (uh)

It's a king thing, got these new cats commin' up in the game

It's a king thing, and I'ma make sure niggas remember my name

For real

(Verse)

I'm one of those disrespectful, grimey fucked up

Ol' cruddy type niggas, get money type niggas

Leave you bloody type niggas

That's what I'm on

And I'ma swing that thing til them shells are gone

Right or wrong, bring on the storm

Motherfuck you bitch, you know who you fucking with

K-I-N-G D-A-V-I-D

Won't another nigga ever walk the streets like me

I make all things possible with the 4-5th

In the streets to where you sleep, it's a small rift

And I ain't got no gift but busting my gun

And it's short lived cause I'm gonna bust til I'm done

And when I'm done, run up on you with the butt of the gun

Split your motherfucking head open, fuck it, I won

I am the son of no man, bitch

And my momma wasn't shit either, but I'm still a king like Conan

But I'ma make sure niggas remember my name

For Real

It's a king thing (yeah), what goes around comes back around

It's a king thing, every part of town knows why your down (uh)

It's a king thing, got these new cats commin' up in the game

It's a king thing, and I'ma make sure niggas remember my name

For real