"Kingpin (Knock Ya Head Off)" lyrics

I'm a motherfuckin' kingpin (Boss)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose)
Took a lot plottin' and schemin'
Trigger finger itchin', give me one reason (Bah)
Live every day like the weekend (Yep)
'Cause I'm in the winnin' season (Time)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose)
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' kingpin (Boss)

Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head—

Now let's apply the pressure, you niggas can't do enough
And you figure they stupid, buggin', get clapped in the coupe for frontin'
Slapped on they stoop for somethin' (Ah), dummy (Shit)
Let me slap you in your stoop again (Yeah)
Look, back on my ruthless, gunnin' and strapped while your crew be runnin'
From every bullet poppin' up out of the Ruger bustin' (Bustin')
Luda, they know the music bumpin', bounce with the music, cousin
Out with the wack, in with the new, that's how the crew be stuntin'
Look, nigga, they stuffin'
And bust they motherfuckin' head, they probably need a bufferin'
Bitch, step, see how we do, this how my crew be rushin'
Break a nigga, back of they head, the heel of they boot be touchin' (Yes)
When we in the buildin', we stack like a couple billion
If I lose it all, I'ma rob a bank if I gotta feed my children (Jack)
I ain't concealin' the truth while they busy stealin' the proof
'Cause I had the offer the booth for the mass appealin'
Facts that I documented with tracks that are monumented
With the class that are on a godly level like an army gun
To kill, it is my profession, to chill is a small suggestion
For real, I could never stop, so you probably would need protection (Kingpin)

I'm a motherfuckin' kingpin (Boss)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose)
Took a lot plottin' and schemin'
Trigger finger itchin', give me one reason (Bah)
Live every day like the weekend (Yep)
'Cause I'm in the winnin' season (Time)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose)
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' kingpin (Boss)

Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Busta Rhymes, and, uh, Luda)

Cancel culture is bogus, you can't cancel me (Nope)
Questionin' my opponents, they can't answer me (Ah)
Pass me your advance, I spent that on a Picasso (Oh)
Blew a hundred thousand in Vegas at The Palazzo (Oh)
Who flies to Mexico for a taco, nigga?
What rapper buys all his rugs in Morocco, nigga? (Ah)
Get my suits and my furniture from Italy, bitch
Just showin' all you broke rappers how it feels to be rich
Follow my lead, luxury, lappin' niggas like Lewis Hamilton (Nyoom)
All your live shows look like a crowd full of mannequins (Ah)
Fuckin' up the art, I should sue you niggas for damages (Oh)
Tell me, what's the pro in the industry full of amateurs?
Last of a dyin' (Dyin') breed, I'm a lion (Lion)
Leave 'em all in ruins (Ruins), Aztecs and Mayans (Mayans)
College Park's finest (Finest), leadin' us to the motherland
9 in my right, microphone in my other hand, Luda (Ah)

I'm a motherfucking kingpin (Boss, kingpin)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose, come on)
Took a lot plottin' and schemin' (Haha)
Trigger finger itchin', give me one reason (Bah, woo)
Live everyday like the weekend (Yep, ayy)
'Cause I'm in the winnin' season (Time, you know)
I just wanna see my team win (Can't lose, ha)
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' kingpin (Woo)

Busta, I love you, salute (Woo)

Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin'—)
Knock your fuckin' head off, knock your fuckin' head off (Knock your fuckin' head off)

J Dilla was marvelous
He used swing and quantization and lack of quantization in ways that I never would've imagined
When I first would hear Dilla recordings, I'd think, "It sounds like a bad drummer"
But it was actually just a new style
And I listen to it now and think, "That— that's a great groove"
Roger Linn
The founder of the MPC beat machine series
Thank you for speakin' on my brother
J Dilla