A Killer, A King Lyrics

In times of darkness the light becomes precious

And that's when a man's true will gets tested

Stripped to its core and you find what you're left with

But true greatness should never be questioned

Burned by the sun but I rise like the Phoenix

Knowin' this game won't be the same when I leave it

My track record looks like Usain Bolt

Treat the game like the bitches, I'm goin' for the throat

And there's nothin' you can tell me

I am to Dorchester Ave. what Freddy was to Elm St.

The nightmare that keeps you up at night

They said the shit got real once I touched a mic

The wives became widows, the boys became men

Faith became fear

Them boys became feds

Trust became a thing of the past between friends

And you doubtin' me became the beginning of your end

(Yeah) 'Til the day I die I got three fingers in the sky, yeah

(Yeah) 'Til the Lord come and get me all you fake niggas could miss me, yeah

Graveyard 'til I'm in one

Graveyard for life

Graveyard 'til I'm in one

Graveyard for life

Speedin' through life, I know they're hopin' I crash

'Cause fake niggas either hate or they kiss my ass

But it's funny when niggas that say we used to be friends

Get salty when their girls start sendin' me BBM's

And homie let's not pretend

I don't gotta try to embellish

You ridin' my dick so hard if I fucked her I bet you'd smell it

They told me that the truth is the most dangerous weapon

Well in that case I've got Excalibur in my possession

I'm the opposite of what these other niggas representin'

The only competition that I see is my reflection

And I swear it's like these niggas got soft in the streets

They went from Ron Artest to Metta World Peace

And they don't want no drama

No problems, no beef

Got a bullet, anybody wanna speak they piece?

Test your luck and let's see what we got

Gun in your mouth, that's a shot in the dark, bitch

(Yeah) 'Til the day I die I got three fingers in the sky, yeah

(Yeah) 'Til the Lord come and get me all you fake niggas could miss me, yeah

Graveyard 'til I'm in one

Graveyard for life

Graveyard 'til I'm in one

Graveyard for life

I've watched empires fall like hour glass sand will

But now I've got the whole game at a stand still

Blood on my hand, guilt on my conscience

Memories haunted with both failures and conquests

My rights and my wrongs

Salvation and sins

And no room in my heart for enemies or friends

Can't tell the difference 'tween my gift and my curse

So I'm 'bout to swap my bandwagon out for a hearse

Too bitter to forgive too obsessed to forget

They tried to leave me like a baby on the church steps

Where you at, Milt? Where you at, Jean?

Niggas left me for dead out here in the Bean

But I rose like a zombie with a bullseye on me

And I've got somethin' for everybody who wronged me

Blood on the legacy I've left

Killer or king is the question and the answer is yes