I'm A King
P.S.C Lyrics
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Now, everybody wanna be the king of the south
When, they ain't runnin' a damn thing but they mouth
No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion
But in the south, in any hood, its understood without sayin'
It's a given, and it ain't cuz of what I'm doin' for a livin'
It's, more because of what I do and how I'm livin'
Not to mention, when I'm rappin', I'm just hurtin' niggas feelings (niggas feelings)
Made provisions for the click and continue keepin' it pimpin'
Whether crack was in the house or record sales went through the ceilin'
So say what you want, and do what you please]
But for fun, I shoot 22 from ya shoe to ya knees
I run a record label and a crew of Gs
So, niggas'll come and look for you if I sneeze
Or even breathe the wrong way
You better do what the song say
And Be Easy, else it'll be a long day
[Chorus]
(I'm a king) Bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans
(I'm a king) You pussy niggas couldn't see me in your dreams
(I'm a king) Top topic of all of your magazines
(I'm a king) Head of the body, leader of the team
(I'm a king) Remember I can get your block knocked dawg
(I'm a king) A Bentley coupe with the top chopped off
(I'm a king) I'm connected nationwide, but in the south
(I'm a king) Just expect ya to keep my name out cha mouth
(I'm a king)
[Lil' Scrappy]
I'm a grand hot shelf, the last player left
Nigga wanna harden up, I'm the ruler of myself (self)
Fresh when I walk, you got manure in your steps
The less a nigga talk, the more a boss is impressed
It's a mess when you flex, let's take away your belt
Leave you stretched on the whips, take your head off your neck
Shit I feel like Sha Po', I'll roll more or less (more or less)
45s in my slets, I ride for the set
You ain't live as a Tekk, assault rifle of a boy
I treat 'em like pets, solid gold bullets
I'll kill you with finesse (shh), this is not a test
Desert Es at your request, it's poppin' all that shit, now what do you suggest?
[T.I.]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Laid out like a drunk on the late late, so haters hate
The hell with all the haters say, from Wednesday to Tuesday
T.I.P. like a fool HEY (fool HEY....fool HEY)
[Chorus]
[P$C]
I'm down with the kings, some call me the greatest
Number 1 hustler, I keep the street blazin'
If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and sell raisins
Why y'all cherry-pickin' hustlers out here slavin'?
That cane shit nigga run deep in my veins
Pump through my heart, live in my bone marrow mayne
That's pimpin', my game is premium like octane
Can't tell we knowin' bout stackin' these bitches man
[T.I.]
I'm the king of the dirty, superseded in the throne
Overruled other dudes like Caesar did in Rome
With a princess so demandin' and an aura so strong
The south ain't been represented like this is so long
I'm an emperor, you best be glad I'm workin' on my temper
Or otherwise I'd cock some pistols send some missiles to your temple
Disrespect us I'ma blick up to ya, get ya, plain and simple
Brass knuckles to your dentals, blast suckers in their dimples
[Chorus]
The song "I'm a King" by P.S.C featuring T.I and Lil Scrappy is an anthem for the southern hip-hop scene. The lyrics boast about their success and power in the music industry while also threatening anyone who tries to discredit them.
T.I starts off his verse by addressing those who claim to be the king of the south but are just all talk. He asserts his dominance not just through his music but also by the way he lives his life. He taunts his rivals by saying "for fun, I shoot 22 from ya shoe to ya knees" indicating his readiness to take things to the next level. T.I also mentions his record label and the crew of G's he has in his corner, emphasizing his influence and reach. He ends his verse with a warning that if anyone crosses him, "it'll be a long day".
Lil Scrappy's verse is more aggressive and violent. He raps about his superiority over others and takes pleasure in their intimidation. He is not afraid to use weapons or even go as far as killing to prove his point. Scrappy's lyrics are also filled with metaphors that reference his status, appearing as a grand hot shelf, while others have manure in their steps.
Finally, P.S.C member comes in and brags about his success as a hustler. He sells anything he can, from grapes to cane, and boasts about his game being "premium like octane". The chorus reaffirms all their claims of being a king in the hip-hop scene.
Overall, the song serves as a statement of power for southern hip-hop artists, reminding others not to underestimate their influence and success.
Line by Line Meaning
Now, everybody wanna be the king of the south
Everyone wants to be the ruler of the southern states.
When, they ain't runnin' a damn thing but they mouth
They just talk a big game but don't actually control anything.
No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion
It's okay to have an opinion.
But in the south, in any hood, its understood without sayin'
Without saying anything, it's understood who is in control.
It's a given, and it ain't cuz of what I'm doin' for a livin'
It's a known fact and it's not because of what I do for work.
It's, more because of what I do and how I'm livin'
It's more about how I conduct myself.
Not to mention, when I'm rappin', I'm just hurtin' niggas feelings (niggas feelings)
My words hurt the feelings of others when I rap.
And still chillin' on Simpson and Center Hillin'
I still hang out on Simpson and Center Hillin'.
Made provisions for the click and continue keepin' it pimpin'
I've made sure that my crew is taken care of and kept up our pimp image.
Whether crack was in the house or record sales went through the ceilin'
I've been successful no matter the circumstances.
So say what you want, and do what you please]
You can say and do what you want.
But for fun, I shoot 22 from ya shoe to ya knees
But I can still hurt you for fun.
I run a record label and a crew of Gs
I'm in charge of a record label and a group of gangsters.
So, niggas'll come and look for you if I sneeze
My associates will come looking for you if I ask them to.
Or even breathe the wrong way
Even if you make a small mistake.
You better do what the song say
You should follow the instructions in the song.
And Be Easy, else it'll be a long day
Or else you'll have a hard time.
(I'm a king) Bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans
I'm wealthy.
(I'm a king) You pussy niggas couldn't see me in your dreams
I'm untouchable to weak people.
(I'm a king) Top topic of all of your magazines
I'm frequently featured in magazines.
(I'm a king) Head of the body, leader of the team
I'm the leader of my group.
(I'm a king) Remember I can get your block knocked dawg
I have the power to have your neighborhood taken out.
(I'm a king) A Bentley coupe with the top chopped off
I drive an expensive convertible.
(I'm a king) I'm connected nationwide, but in the south
I have connections all over the country, but I'm still from the south.
(I'm a king) Just expect ya to keep my name out cha mouth
You should avoid speaking negatively about me.
I'm a grand hot shelf, the last player left
I'm the last of my kind, and I'm the hottest around.
Nigga wanna harden up, I'm the ruler of myself (self)
If someone wants to come at me, I'm in control of myself.
Fresh when I walk, you got manure in your steps
I'm always well put together, while you're a mess.
The less a nigga talk, the more a boss is impressed
Being quiet and reserved earns respect from those in charge.
It's a mess when you flex, let's take away your belt
If you show off too much, you'll lose your power.
Leave you stretched on the whips, take your head off your neck
I'll harm you severely.
Shit I feel like Sha Po', I'll roll more or less (more or less)
I'll do what I want, whenever I want.
45s in my slets, I ride for the set
I carry guns and I'm loyal to my group.
You ain't live as a Tekk, assault rifle of a boy
You haven't lived the way I have, with an assault rifle by your side.
I treat 'em like pets, solid gold bullets
I shoot people like they're animals, with expensive bullets.
I'll kill you with finesse (shh), this is not a test
I'll kill you in a skilled and graceful way, and it's not a joke.
Desert Es at your request, it's poppin' all that shit, now what do you suggest?
I can provide you with whatever type of gun you want, so what's your move?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, listen up.
Laid out like a drunk on the late late, so haters hate
I'm successful and it makes people angry.
The hell with all the haters say, from Wednesday to Tuesday
I don't care what anyone says, every day of the week.
T.I.P. like a fool HEY (fool HEY....fool HEY)
People call me T.I.P., and I don't care if they think I'm foolish.
I'm down with the kings, some call me the greatest
I'm a member of a powerful group and some consider me the best.
Number 1 hustler, I keep the street blazin'
I'm the top hustler and I keep the streets active.
If the grapes don't sell, I dry 'em up and sell raisins
If one product doesn't work, I'll find a way to make money from something else.
Why y'all cherry-pickin' hustlers out here slavin'?
Why are you working so hard to be successful when others are just picking and choosing their opportunities?
That cane shit nigga run deep in my veins
I have a love for making money and hustling.
Pump through my heart, live in my bone marrow mayne
I'm passionate about this way of life.
That's pimpin', my game is premium like octane
That's living the pimp lifestyle, and I'm successful at it.
Can't tell we knowin' bout stackin' these bitches man
We're experts at making money, especially from women.
I'm the king of the dirty, superseded in the throne
I'm the leader of the southern states and have surpassed previous rulers.
Overruled other dudes like Caesar did in Rome
I've taken control like Julius Caesar did in Ancient Rome.
With a princess so demandin' and an aura so strong
I have a powerful girlfriend who demands a lot and I have a strong personality.
The south ain't been represented like this is so long
No one has represented the southern states this well in a long time.
I'm an emperor, you best be glad I'm workin' on my temper
I have total power and you should be happy that I'm trying to control my anger.
Or otherwise I'd cock some pistols send some missiles to your temple
Otherwise, I'd harm you severely.
Disrespect us I'ma blick up to ya, get ya, plain and simple
If you disrespect us, I'll harm you, it's that simple.
Brass knuckles to your dentals, blast suckers in their dimples
I'll punch you in the face and shoot you in your cheeks.
(I'm a king) Bank rolls in the pockets of my jeans
I have a lot of money in my pockets.
(I'm a king) You pussy niggas couldn't see me in your dreams
You can't even imagine being on my level.
(I'm a king) Top topic of all of your magazines
I'm frequently featured in magazines and discussed by people.
(I'm a king) Head of the body, leader of the team
I'm the leader of my group.
(I'm a king) Remember I can get your block knocked dawg
You should remember that I have the power to remove you from your community.
(I'm a king) A Bentley coupe with the top chopped off
I drive an expensive convertible.
(I'm a king) I'm connected nationwide, but in the south
I have connections all over the country, but I'm still from the south.
(I'm a king) Just expect ya to keep my name out cha mouth
You shouldn't speak negatively about me.
Lyrics © Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: CLIFFORD HARRIS, SEAN MERRETT, NATHANIEL JOSEY, JONATHAN SMITH, CRAIG LOVE, DARRYL RICHARDSON, JAMES PHILLIPS
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