King Kunta
[Intro]I got a bone to pickI don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again(Ay, ay, what's happenin'? K-Dot back in the hood, nigga!)I'm mad (he mad!), but I ain't stressin'True friends, one question
[Hook]Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him, KuntaBlack man taking no losses, oh yeahBitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off himWhen you got the yams... (What's the yams?)
[Verse 1]The yam is the power that beYou can smell it when I'm walking down the street (Oh yes we can, oh yes we can)I can dig rappin'But a rapper with a ghost writer? What the fuck happened? (Oh no!)I swore I wouldn't tellBut most of y'all sharing bars like you got the bottom bunk in a two man cell (A two man cell?)Somethin's in the waterAnd if I gotta brown nose for some gold, then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller
[Hook]Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him, KuntaBlack man taking no losses, oh yeahBitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off himWhen you got the yams... (What's the yams?)
[Verse 2]The yam brought it out of Richard PryorManipulated Bill Clinton with desires24/7, 365 days times two, I was contemplatin' gettin' on stageJust to go back to the hood, see my enemy and say...
[Hook]Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him, KuntaBlack man taking no losses, oh yeahBitch, where you when I was walkin'?Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him
[Verse 3](You goat-mouth mammyfucker)I was gonna kill a couple rappers but they did it to themselvesEverybody's suicidal, they ain't even need my helpThis shit is elementary, I'll probably go to jailIf I shoot at your identity and bounce to the leftStuck a flag in my city, everybody's screamin' "Compton!"I should probably run for Mayor when I'm done, to be honestAnd I put that on my Mama and my baby boo tooTwenty million walkin' out the court buildin', woo woo!Ah yeah, fuck the judgeI made it past 25 and there I wasA little nappy-headed nigga with the world behind himLife ain't shit but a fat vaginaScreamin' "Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay?"Limo tinted with the gold platesStraight from the bottom, this the belly of the beastFrom a peasant to a prince to a motherfuckin' king
[Hook 2]Bitch where was you when I was-*POP*(By the time you hear the next pop, the funk shall be within you)*POP*Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him, (King) KuntaBlack man taking no losses, oh yeahBitch where was you when I was walkin'Now I run the game, got the whole world talkin', King KuntaEverybody wanna cut the legs off him
[Outro](Funk, funk, funk, funk, funk, funk)We want the funkWe want the funk(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)We want the funk(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)We want the funk(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)We want the funk(Do you want the funk?)We want the funk(Do you want the funk?)We want the funk(Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it)We want the funk
[Poem]I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence