Lyrics
Who I am, what I am, what I gotta be
None of your business, don’t you fuckin' tell me
One way, the same way, all the time you wanna see
But I got more styles, than a hive got honeybees
Hold that thought, don’t try to put it on me
Search for insight, seek originality
You just try to be a one dimensional copy
That’s why you’re never gonna stop me
I Kick it out, knock it out, take another one down
Got a feelin' better jet outta downtown
Pick it up, lift it up, check another one in
I don’t think that I’ll be going back to Brooklyn
No time for Kid stuff, this is a man business
Prick up your ears cause you never wanna miss this
Don’t try to feed me those tasteless Biscuits
Think you got jokes, well you could kiss this
You know King Django ain’t no one trick pony
You feel me so real cause I ain’t no kinda phony
Pull it out, pop it in, crank it up on ya Sony
And blast that shit from Cali back to Coney
Cause I
Kick it out, knock it out, take another one down
Got a feelin' better jet outta downtown
Pick it up, lift it up, check another one in
I don’t think that I’ll be going back to Brooklyn
Pick it up just to chuck it through a window
Glass smash when I come crashing out ya stereo
Try to keep me down, try to stem the flow
But when you hear this mix you gonna know it’s King Django
I Kick it out, knock it out, take another one down
Got a feelin' better jet outta downtown
Pick it up, lift it up, check another one in
I don’t think that I’ll be going back to Brooklyn