[Chorus]
    down with the king for years, about ten of 'em
  recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin' men of 'em
  tears and fears for my peers, they rippin'
  you think that it is, it is, if not it isn't
  race for the border my daughter, 'cause beats you're bangin' out
  jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out
  gather, or rather form a circle around a loud
  'cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
  is it because he's runnin' off with the mouth
  or was he really clearly tryin' to play a nigga out
  nope, shut him down, the king with a crown
  'cause all you wanna be is dicky down
    [Chorus]
    [CL Smooth]
  two years ago, a friend of mine
  asked me to say some MC rhymes
  so I said this rhyme I'm about to say
  the rhyme was meeca, and it went this way
  wrecka lecka mecca mic check on the windmill skills
  Mac distracts, wearing Godfather hats
  it's okay to parlay to fortee better
  tell 'em my nigga made a sweater tougher than leather
  swing another Rodney King thing in our right
  but just like the white one I get no respect
  money stay awake, 'cause them other niggas are fake
  from Hollis to the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin'
  C.L. and Run DMC so rush it
  big time way before Hammer got to touch it
  remember the faces in all types of places
  look Ma, no shoelaces
  and I'm....
    [Chorus]
    I'm takin' the tours, I'm wreckin' the land
  I keep it hardcore because it's dope man
  these are the roughest toughest words I ever wrote down
  not mean for a hoe like a slow jam, check it
  sucka emcees could never swing with D
  because of all the things that I bring with me
  only G-O-D could be a king to me
  and if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be
  the microphone is granted when it's handed to me
  I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee
  the emcee fiends only seem to agree
  that I rock all the world and the society
  I rages on the stages with a tune of verse
  I get praises from these pages to the universe
  my voice is raw, my lyrics is law
  I keep it hardcore like you never saw
    [Chorus]
    [Pete Rock]
  I'm the man you see, in the place to be
  I went to John Jay University
  and since kindergarten I acquired the knowledge
  and after twelve grade I went straight to college
  down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger
  the P to the R, not an R&B singer
  the R to the U-N-D-MC'n
  the fly human beings, tonight I hold the key and
  flowin' with the funk track, here to soul brother black
  pick up the bass, better yet leave a space
  so let me put my big black ?? on in to the early mornin'
  had skins doanin'
  mecca? (yo) you want the mecca? (yo)
  I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it out
  Pete Rock's the beat knock, put you in a headlock
  and now all the outty out flock is down with the king