[Verse 1: Truck North]
I'm the king of the north raising the black flag
Black on black call me the black John Cash
A black mask turn a thug to the black flask
Put your band on the run make them scatter fast
Student of the game at the head of the class
This is where the titans clash, this the monster mash
In a pool of your own blood I make a splash
That's when I put the hulk smash on your girl's ass
Bring them body bags homes, cause I'm back home
Rag under the crown, black velvet throne
Show you how to [sin???] them girls like I'm Velvet Jones
Pimp hand so hard like it's made of stone
And my heart so cold that it's been froze
Stand tall niggas couldn't see me on they tip-toes
Riding 'round blowing smoke out the window
Then I bring the drama to your door like ten-fold
Yea breaker one nine nigga ten fo'
Bow in the presence of a king like I'm Nat Cole
Hopped out the old school with the chrome nose
With a heavy 14 karat gold figaro
A little game, little dinner, little Luther Vandross
Then I'm in her drawers then she getting out nigga
Still blazing she tell me I'm amazing though
Said she want a band of gold, but she crazy though
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