(Background starts)Hey, yo, Im the king of this muthafucka, I'm the king of Detroit You do what I say what I say nigga, yo don't say it we gonna smoke this nigga 'Proof'

Fuck that you shoot that nigga, right there, get that nigga!
King Of Detroit, what up now fool, what up now nigga! (Background ends)

Many men, wish death upon P,
Its hard to survive in the 313
I'm trying to be what Im destined to be,
And niggas tryin to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin wit me,
He aint come dollo face in 1E
Watch what you say when you talk about me,
'cause I come and take your life away
Many men, many many many many men,
Wish death upon me
Dog I don't cry no more,
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

Man these pussy niggas put money on head,
Gonna get your refund, 'cause motha fucka I aint dead
I'm the dozen in the dirt, that aint been found
The real king of the 'D' (shit) that ain't been crowned
When Im on, something special happens every time
Im the dopest, something like Roy Jones in his prime
I walk the planks of the jungle, got a problem then fuck you
Show you what my gun do, if u whack and unhumble
Be for real, punk niggas, your new to the beat
Ask any playa in the 'D', your new to the streets
Ya'll aint from 7 mile, and y'all aint wound
Fuck a bone, when you hear that *click* it's a gun!

(chorus)

Many men, many many many many men wish death upon me
Dog I don't cry no more,
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soal
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men, many many many many men,
Wish death upon me

Now there wouldn't be real, if it wasn't for no heart
If there wasn't 8 mile, there wouldn't be O Port
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Murk you in afterlife, and see twice the god
This is for my niggas on the yo, doin there time
The real murkers in Detroit, that shine on the ground
I heard about that little hit, that u put in the hood
But your shootifyougetshot aint gonna do no good
Im like MG for shady, you can call me 'the Don'
If you Micheal mothafucka, you gonna die in the storm
Can't switch sides hommie, let cash ride hommie
Thought we was cool, why you want me to die hommie?

(Chorus)

You know how many mothafuckas wanna hear your bone break?
PA 7 Mile, FA's on May
School craft LA mack and Bwick(note: I am sure this is not what he said!)
CCs Runyan AV That's who 'P' wit
The cops don't know much, where I tuck my glock
I got the word from E-dog when Stuck got locked
Aint gunna spell it out for you muthafuckas on the grind
Are you blind nigga, can't read between the lines
From Cameon, Rico Shocka and G-low(note:once again I am sure it's wrong)
Rock man, First born, boxy and Dlow
Now lets clear, Im here for a real reason
He do a a hit, I do a hit, lets see whos still breathin
*gasp*

(Chorus Changes)

Many Friends,
I lost to this game, and this cocksucka come namin names
So many hommies that passed away
Run up on him, point-blank and blast away
Many friends, many many many many friends,
That died on me
I should have preserved my dog, poured out on the curb for ya'll
Your RIP

Many friends,
I lost to this game, and this cocksucka coome namin names
So many hommies that passed away
Run up on him point-blank and blast away
For Lewon, Click-click, Bugs and Snook, Don't care bout all them drugs he took
Watch what you say when you talk about me, 'cause Im always gonna walk the 'D'
Many friends,
That died on me
I should have preserved my dogs, poured out on the curb for y'all
Your RIP