Wait King of my city, king of my country, king of my homeland King of the filthy, king of the fallen, we living again King of the shooters, looters, boosters, and ghettos poppin' King of the past, present, future, my ancestors watching King of the culture, king of the soldiers, king of the bloodshed King of the wisdom, king of the ocean, king of the respect King of the otimistic and dreamers that go and get it King of the winners, district, and geniuses with conviction King of the fighters, king of the fathers, king of the belated King of the answer, king of the problem, king of the forsaken King of the empathy, you resent me, king of remorse King of my enemies, may they father feed, I rejoice King of the skyscrapers, dodging haters, broke religion Nine faces, go against 'em, I erased 'em with precision I embrace them with collision Kings did it, king vision, Black Panther, King Kendrick All hail the king, I dropped a million tears I know several responsibilities put me here I don't pedal backwards but I live old-fashioned The lens that I'm looking through Won't prescribe me the right glasses, masses are now free Ashes I'm dumping out, 'bout to spread all 'cross seas Sisters and brother in unison, not because of me Because we don't glue with the opposition, we glue with peace But still'a fuck up your organization if any beef What do you stand for? Are you an activist? What are your city plans for? Are you an accident, are you just in the way? Your native tongue contradicting what your body language say Are you a king or you joking, are you a king or you posing? Are you a king or you smoking bud rocks to keep you open? Because the king don't cry, king don't die King don't lie, king give heart, king get by, king don't fall Kingdom come, when I come, you know why King, king, king, king I am T'Challa!