East Coast Kings (Capt. Midnite & the Lonely Hero) (Instrumental)

Yeah

The sun rises in the east cause kings are the first to wake up and the last to go to sleep

Ya heard

Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled

We at the top of the ave with it

Crowns tilted

Kings pull up

True champs unifying all titles

Hitman for the team rap John Hairo

I hit honeys with the cocked long

Rifle

Heartbreak kid black Shawn Michaels

Might on sight you take it back to old times

What size are these? Nigga, they your size

My catalog does not match your profile

Your new swag ain't fucking with my old style

Nah, can't rock every designer

Cock buried inside a dark cherry vagina

I'm Starbury in China, balling overseas

Cause being broke is like the pollen when I sneeze

My heart's cold like the falling of degrees

Kiss the ring, fall to your knees

If I'm saying we the illest I jus call it how I see

Nigga

Mind of a genius, devine rhyme leader

The Fly Guy, Beautiful Mind speaker

The calm keeper, cap & gown reacher

Black & Brown leader, cash account seeker

Tell your girlfriend I'ma keeper

Me and her are what would happen if Ike listen to Tina

I'm no sleeper, I'm good with a Beamer

While you slide in her DM, I slide in her VaGina

Check the mantle

Aerosol can flow. New Camp Lo ain't nothing I can't handle

So if wifey wanna act a fool

I told her ‘yo you married a Don, that's why they mad at you'

Fix your attitude, it's ‘bout the capital

I play it casual. That's what us rappers do

The Hero & The Captain to

DeNiro & DiCaprio, straight outta Massachu

Captain Midnight with a savage pen

It takes a lot to be Diogenes

Watching greatness and repetition

Me and Cube we the new Rae & Ghost

And fuck paying niggas homage

I'm on my own dick like I was laying on my stomach

That Beantown bullshit we on it