[Chorus]      down with the king for years, about ten of 'em   recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin' men of 'em   tears and fears for my peers, they rippin'   you think that it is, it is, if not it isn't   race for the border my daughter, 'cause beats you're bangin' out   jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out   gather, or rather form a circle around a loud   'cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd   is it because he's runnin' off with the mouth   or was he really clearly tryin' to play a nigga out   nope, shut him down, the king with a crown   'cause all you wanna be is dicky down      [Chorus]      [CL Smooth]   two years ago, a friend of mine   asked me to say some MC rhymes   so I said this rhyme I'm about to say   the rhyme was meeca, and it went this way   wrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills   Mac distracts, wearing Godfather hats   it's okay to parlay to fortee better   tell 'em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leather   swing another Rodney King thing in our right   but just like the white one I get no respect   money stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fake   from Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin'   C.L. and Run DMC so rush it   big time way before Hammer got to touch it   remember the faces in all types of places   look Ma, no shoelaces   and I'm....      [Chorus]      I'm takin' the tours, I'm wreckin' the land   I keep it hardcore because it's dope man   these are the roughest toughest words I ever wrote down   not mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check it   sucka emcees could never swing with D   because of all the things that I bring with me   only G-O-D could be a king to me   and if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be   the microphone is granted when it's handed to me   I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee   the emcee fiends only seem to agree   that I rock all the world and the society   I rages on the stages with a tune of verse   I get praises from these pages to the universe   my voice is raw, my lyrics is law   I keep it hardcore like you never saw      [Chorus]      [Pete Rock]   I'm the man you see, in the place to be   I went to John Jay University   and since kindergarten I acquired the knowledge   and after twelve grade I went straight to college   down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger   the P to the R, not an R&B singer   the R to the U-N-D-MC'n   the fly human beings, tonight I hold the key and   flowin' with the funk track, here to soul brother black   pick up the bass, better yet leave a space   so let me put my big black ?? on in to the early mornin'   had skins doanin'   mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)   I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it out   Pete Rock's the beat knock, put you in a headlock   and now all the outty out flock is down with the king