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Ayman - King of New York lyrics
[Verse 1]
 Wake up to the mathematics, rhyme fanatic, lyrical acrobatic, fantastic
 Master mind, shine thoughts, hell of a force
 I come through, niggas take a deep breath and pause
 O.C. I, recognize me, I'm V.I.P. Stats
 Feared like vampire bats
 Suck blood out of beats that bang
 Make it sharp, drain every main vein
 Takin' fluid out the brain
 Verbal autops, when I perform, voice box locked like lock jaw
 Wide open like a sore
 I'm the cure, the medicine, the anesthetic
 Scientist in for walks of rhyme then esoteric
 Let It be known, Who bad to the bone marrow?
 I pierce ears like the target in a bow and arrow
 Phenomenon speak with grace
 Smackin' niggas in the face like a 808 with deep bass
 [Chorus]
 I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
 I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
 I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
 Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker
 [Verse 2]
 I take it straight, no chase to the head
 Like Baldwin and Fishburne in Fled, full of bloodshed
 Theories of Einstein, perfectin' ideas take a lifetime
 Must say I'm reachin' my prime
 Poetic like Langston Hughes, masterpieces
 When I write rhymes they form into a thesis
 Degrees of emceein'
 Lesson number one, perfect the breathin, say rhymes without screamin
 Keep your toes even
 Hot as the Serengeti gets, equipped with the steady shit
 Always on point and my middle name's readiness
 My Niche is, sound pitches, when it switchesAyman - King of New York - http://motolyrics.com/ayman/king-of-new-york-lyrics.html
 Like pimps with hoes, on the stroll trickin' them bitches
 Lyrics stay tight like a virgin in white
 If I was handicapped I'd still be determined to write
 Fuck around with the Shogun that's holdin' the mic
 Get sliced like swiss, cause your shit ain't tight
 [Chorus]
 I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
 I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
 I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
 Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucker 
 [Verse 3]
 I spit lyrics like venom, get em' in my zone
 Make it known that my lake got reptiles in em'
 When I strike it's lightnin' fast
 A lot of y'all ain't ready for O.C., y'all to light in the ass
 I'm like C-4, ready to blast
 If I explode in this, best believe I'm holdin' more then stash
 Legendary and I'm not even dead yet
 I've been fightin' this war long enough, so I'm considered a vet
 I was chose to attend the round table with gods
 I was here in the past life as L. Malik Shabazz
 Check my birthdate, Malcolm X was born in May
 We coincide, same month, same year, same day
 Before being born I was destined for greatness
 When I was just floatin' in my Mom's stomach weightless
 Slapped on the ass by this nurse in operation
 My nuts swingin' upside down, the world I'm facin
 Its Nine months later, job well done
 Motherfuckers make way, cause here I come
 [Chorus]
 I come through with mad force, y'all ain't ready for war
 I'm your worst nightmare behind the closed door
 I whirlwind through the city like a blizzard with force
 Recognize I'm the king of New York, motherfucKer








