Who’s the King? Dog Eat Dog (Ft. RZA)

Who's the king? Who's the king? Who's the king? Who?
Who's the king? Who's the king? Who... hah?
Who's the king? Who's the king? Who is the king?

You're the king if you can sing like the king of rock 'n' roll
Filled with a soul and all fucked up on Demerol
Like the King
You're only headed for the ground
Your own Graceland, Your body never found

I smell a rat up the back
But not a former champion
The hardest man alive's in an Indiana prison
What does Donnie do about that?
He lets his main man rot
As his pockets grow fat

Don't snooze, you gotta make your moves
Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt

Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
But still Rodney King got treated like dirt
And why can't we all get along?
Why get along with the cops
They beat you like a dog