[Excerpt from "Sting of The Serpent"]  And the prophecy read that  One day like the pheonix rose from the ashes  That a boy will be born unto a family in the slums  This boy will go on and use the knowledge that he gains  While fighting for survival in the streets  To become a crack leader  And in time that boy will grow to become King!!!!!!    [Verse 1]  Time to ride nigga (Just Blaze!!)  I welcome you and get acquainted with the youngest in charge  Respected from East to West like he was running the mob  Dictating, ain't taking orders from no one but God  I know you niggaz is broke 'cause I know what you charge  Them niggaz wishing for a Phantom it's one in my garage  It's black as legary right next to the black Ferrari  You niggaz ain't getting money off of rapping I'm sorry  Fuck the rep went and spent 60 large on a Harley  'Cause where he stay 10,012 feet not hardly  Now you see that we ain't able to compete, now arewe?  And pardon me I'm giving you the Westside story  Of the A, where I stay and niggaz stay down for me  You want to play, have you gay niggaz lay down for me  And get a order for killers to spray rounds for me  Competition, you ain't considered; you rapping, you bore me  You reppin the A horribly  Must I say more importantly    [Chorus: repeat 8X]  The king back!    [T.I.]  Ay, man y'all niggaz got me way too fucked up, you understand that?  What you need to do is homeboy  You need to go back and grab I'm Serious you know  You need to get familiar with Dope Boys and see where  all these niggaz got they style  See where that trap shit came from  Then you need to graduate to mother fucking In Da Streets Vol.1-3  Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a second  Then grab Urban Legend and now to bring you up to speed    [Verse 2]  Who knew you could fit on your wrist a whole pound of diamonds  I'm number one on the list while you clowns are climbing  Wishing to be in positions that you found that I'm in  Since you niggaz do what it say I'm world renowned than sign me  If Jay handled the clay and around the time  I delivered a bad day when 4 5's were spiraling  I care the least about police and the fireman siren  Ambulance ain't gon stand a chance in reviving  DOA amend the beef will cease upon my arriving  Paramedics yell clear and your flat line silent  You ain't ready for out here 'cause the lifestyle violent  You think you is, you must be living on Fantasy Island  Your mammies mad, get your ass wiped out like Thailand  Hit my phone and got what left and hit the three while you following  You say you want to release and go to war with the finest  Need you be reminded, want it with Your Highness?    [Chorus]    [T.I.]  Ay man I know y'all niggaz still in the trap everyday  Still man I know y'all don't see nothing but the projects nothing but grits  But listen  Make no mother fucking mistake man  I still wiil shoot up my mother fucking self, AK and  45 nigga on side nigga  And come see 'bout niggaz you understand  But I don't want to do that 'cause I respect that shit y'all doing  I started that shit  I made that shit cool  I made these niggaz want to be you nigga  Nigga respect this shit!!!!