[Verse] Slept in his blood like a crimson bed Dragged through mud where the shadows fed Eyes on the curb Heart full of heat Now he struts like a king in the street [Prechorus] The women whispered The night took note He built his throne from what they wrote [Chorus] He’s the biggest The baddest The talk of the block Pimped-out swagger Makes the world stop Once in the gutter Now he’s on his feet Crowned by the women King of the street [Verse 2] Chains so heavy they sing like bells Every step he takes A story it tells Mud on his soul but it shines like gold The street’s got secrets he’ll never unfold [Bridge] From the bottom He climbed No ladder No rope Pulled by grit and a fist full of hope The concrete’s his canvas His name the art The women his choir They sing from the heart [Chorus] He’s the biggest The baddest The talk of the block Pimped-out swagger Makes the world stop Once in the gutter Now he’s on his feet Crowned by the women King of the street
