Artist: King Just Album: Go N On Em' Song: Believe That Typed by: Cno Evil [King Just] I done said it all in the verbal brawl, why you wanna fall Like the Berlin Wall, man you got some balls, and you got your ear Bring 'em all, I ain't scared of ya'll, winter, spring, summer, fall I defeat all of all, cuz it's back, 1999, the grind don't pay Cuz niggas dropping dimes for dollars Trust me dog, we gonna holler, it's the carter Back to give out the drama partner, bring 'em up Cassette go, here's a race for the dough Throw you from the Grand Canyon -- yo, yo -- that's the echo Let go my Eggo, man, they not even done yet Why you still in the projects with that bum bitch Pump this in the stereo, how real is the video Beat down battle you with rhymes I wrote a year ago Been in it, ever since, Sergio Valente Krush Groove, namebelts, the cell phones, skelly Shell tops, boom box, crack rock, be inside a Weed spot, he's hot, he got More than what you bargain for, hardcore Sword like the condor, in the four-door Explorer So war, never say never no more Cuz my name is being told like Herbert for raw Mister Choke Armstrong, just in case you smoke Took a sworn oath, on some lakes, let her blow back Explode, and loc without the blue on For the right amount, you can get a discount without the coupon Get the soup on, getting fame off the pain How can you act like, somebody else, when you ain't yourself I'd rather have all my niggas Then your wealth, your stealth unheard until I hit like your belt And making cheese on the phony bologna If I owe the world, who the fuck owe me, homey Don't play that, matter of fact, don't even say that Ran with the same pack, rhymed on the same track Turned your back, where's your heart at Fuck that, if you that slow, I gotta draw it on the map Right on the back of a brick, and hit you with it Put it in one long verse and fucking spit it Shit it, before you even signed a contract You ain't going nowhere plus you can't come back The tale of the backstabber, slash, half rapper The people's champ, it really doesn't matter Can't cramp my style, if I had, PMS Optimus is gonna shine, regardless, without begets Who you rep, who your idol threats, contact get connects In your own projects, what you expect From a vet, nothing less, but the best Mr. JR Ewing, moving the Falcon Crest Getting karats and I carry them, jakes harassing 'em Go way back like icey's and Miss Peterson Madison Square, be there, plus beware Prepare, ain't no victories tooken here I strike fear in the evil that men do, fuck you If you ain't running with the Who You crew Knew it was too good to be true, do you cuz we fear less Another one bites the Just, quick flush the excess Bullshit, rhyme full clip, I declare war, who you running with You started this shit, when you see me, don't holler, it was all about us Now it's all about a dollar, the lord master was the teacher's scholar Professor, a mighty supreme God, King Just, yo nigga, don't even bother Spark that, session, learn a lesson, I ain't stressing You'll never find another KJ in this profession, word