[Intro] Yo Raheem, I just know you gon make this funky Cause Diamond D done looked in the crate And found you this funky beat [Verse 1] Party people I'm about to say a rhyme or two Don't mean to brag but I'm great and you know its true A pioneer because I speak now that Diamond's here When I do a show I grab the cash and outta there It's Diamond D with the crates and the techniques Money I've got the boss and I need to hear the breakbeat (?) But if I have to I still make a hit so yo I gets it in and I head for the studio No half stepping because I'm out to get mine For the rhymes that I say just to pa** the time I drink a Heineken, a 40 ounce of novo For me smoking a buddha on the strength thats a no no (?) Cause I ain't living like that on the sneak tip I couldn't make it having jobs on the weekend I say I'm rough some say that I'm headstrong But not to the signs of the things that you're doing wrong But I'm chilling elevating in my own light My sights strong because I'm never on a stage fright I let them sting me then I slam with the quickhand This is the jungle and Raheem is the quicksand Exhalt the king so the girls can pray to me I cut them off if they're acting crazy It's like a blast of the python, sound like a timebomb One step behind when you have to rely on Any source and of course im a boss I torture yours so you just take a loss No backtalk will I accept when I rip No time to step cause I ain't done yet If you come out of line, you'll just step back in (?) Lock your jaw like a pitbull attacking A fresh piece of meat that's grinding your teeth Of the beast of the beat in the rap industry Cause mines about to cook and come to a boil Mines stay fresh while yours would just spoil (?) Any man that steps in my path, will fall to my wrath Im swift, word to mathematics that I stored in my attic I shouldn't stop now cause I think that yall had it [Hook] Here we go, here we go, come on, I'm the King [Doug E Fresh sample] x4 [Verse 2] Well I remember it well one January night At a party I attended and they offered the mic It was a battle of the best, a challenge of greatness I signed my name cause I knew I could take this Swift and relentless when I attempt this Styles so hard even the truck got dents in (?) Many was attending but they wasn't winning Cause I had their heads spinning, soon as the watch stepped in it (?) Pa** me the mic and I was ready to soar To the floor and get raw till my throat got sore
If they anticipate that it would be great No matter what I make they fiend for my tape Now I'm used to making G's at the battles I win Because I'm deadly with a gun and worse with a pen As I remove like a cataract so they can see the act You tried to flip on money? I ain't having that Cause I'm amazing, I keep the s**ers pacing When my people leaving even when I'm on stage and (?) I battle off so you know that I'm rocking I speak fluent math and I'm out to drop it They bomb so hard and some just get swept up I earn a big league and I might let you catch up Let a game of Nintendo money just check the scoreboard I settle mine cause I'm known as a warlord I make a crowd look like I was a mouse Your moms gets scared when she sees me round your house Call me the exterminator I had to terminate her I'm on the mic while D slays the crossfader To make a million is my main ambition Pulling rhymes out my hat like a mad magician I'm on the mic at a constant rate And of course I keep the stamina cause I'm wise and great Now I'm so artistic when I ever I blitz it I rhyme so swift that if you blink you missed it [Hook] [Verse 3] I treat it like SevenUp they never had it, never will Speaking of sk** now its time for me to build And elevate till I create another dope style Make the party people say damn im great So when I concentrate that will eliminate any doubt So the judges won't hesitate Give me the pride, the j**els dont forget the crown But yo you tried to be cool but yo you still ain't down I get cash but never scramble cause its a gamble Now give me a mic so I can show you what I can do Get creative wild like a native Supreme overall so call me the greatest Raheem's the smoothest, I gotta prove this Go get the mic so we can just go and do it Set off the New Year with a mic in my hand Champagne in the other while I chill with my man And say nine about the time to bust a rhyme I get mine leave the s**ers behind I read the mic for some thats only a small thing (?) Money I get applause and cheers soon I walk In the party, because the girls just scope in They're startled and amazed by the sound of my roping, (?) They all say I'm handsome and hold me for ransom Their moms even say yo give the man some Not conceited, but I tell it like it is Straight up and down because I'm the king of showbiz [Outro] Peace Lord Finesse, Peace to the DJ Diamond D