Kalākaua (November 16, 1836 – January 20, 1891), born David Laʻamea Kamanakapuʻu Mahinulani Nalaiaehuokalani Lumialani Kalākaua and sometimes called The Merrie Monarch, was the last reigning king of the Kingdom of Hawaiʻi. He reigned from February 12, 1874 until his death in San Francisco, California, on January 20, 1891.
During his reign hula was revived, after having been banned in 1830 by Queen Ka'ahumanu, who had converted to Christianity. He is also known for having revived surfing and the Hawaiian martial art, Kapu Kuialua.
Kalākaua and his brother and sisters were known as the "Royal Fours" for their musical talents. He wrote "Hawaiʻi Ponoʻī", which is the state song of Hawaii today. His ardent support of the then newly introduced ukulele as a Hawaiian instrument led to its becoming symbolic of Hawaii and Hawaiian culture. He is honored as "Patron of Hawaiian Music Culture" by the Hawaiian Music Hall of Fame and was inducted into the Ukulele Hall of Fame in 1997.
Kalākaua was the second surviving son of his father High Chief Caesar Kaluaiku Kapaʻakea and his mother High Chiefess Analea Keohokālole. He was the older brother of Moses, James Kaliokalani, Lydia Kamakaʻeha, Anna Kaʻiulani, Kaʻiminaʻauao, Kinini, Miriam Likelike, and William Pitt Leleiohoku II. His name Kalākaua translates into "The Day [of] Battle" and refers to the unequal treaty imposed by British Captain Lord Edward Russell of the Actaeon on Kamehameha III on the day of his birth. Although he was promised in hānai to Kuini Liliha, Kaʻahumanu II gave him to the High Chiefess Haʻaheo Kaniu and her husband Keaweamahi Kinimaka instead.
Chorus-
Understand this shit nigga learn about it
Ay-thing a nigga spit need to know about it
Understand this shit nigga learn about it
Ay-thing a nigga spit nigga know about it
Soak it up boy, ya know, ya know,
ya know, ya know, ya know
(E-40)
Smebbin down the street in my 7-0
Bumpin the beat sittin on gold tippity toes
Went to the track to buy me some hemp
Some old nigga yells out "40 you's a pimp"
I said "Playboy understand my strategy
Got to know a little somethin this dope game
fall off into this catergory"
I'm from that real live shit fuck hannabera
I'm from the eighty four eighty fin era
(B-Legit)
I like to sake ‘em up rattle
Baby got sattle
If the nigga had a sack could I fuck with that
Got to blowin' up her head with the chitter chatter
I'm out the roof of my coup spittin game at her
I likes to fuck and get up and get on
I'm eatin' steak on the bone
And steady stuffin dick in her dome
I'm on the phone in my hot tube
Gettin' my back rubbed on
About to fall deep in the zone
Let a nigga kick back and put ten to the ceiling
Got my face in the pillow cuz I'm lovin the feelin
Ain't nothin like nuttin' in her jaw
So damn raw, Nipples pokin' out the bra
(40)
Man in the town I see
Undertakers, Captain Savers, Cape crusaders, A P.H.er
Plays in the game gettin' ratted on
A ba A bitches in the game gettin over on
Never tell a bitch all your buisness
Cuz one day she might be an eye witness
These are the things you need to know man
This shit I'm spittin'
Niggas don't understand
Chorus
(B-legit)
Fools want to come up but ain't paid dues
Want to hang around a player lookin' for clues
Well in my younger days I did dirt
Put in work, I used to but ki's from Kirk
And nigga don't think that I wasn't the man
Out there jiggin doin' all that I can
But now in 95 I done flipped the scrip
Hopin' muthafuckas understand this shit
(40)
We used to local till we signed with Jive
40 numnum went nation wide
Who would ever thought that Earl,Earl
On the pitchers mound with the curl -Would be
One of the biggest things to that ever came out the V
Since Michael Copper and confunction barely graduatin Hogan High School
Drunken, Hillside representitive, sky unlimited, game's unlimited
Magazine street pioneer Ex D boy ask my cousin Troy
Chorus
Man, 40 would you rain on me man, Sprinkle me man
Hey, would you tie my shoes lace me up or somethin
Man I need to be sprinkled man Ay
Understand this shit, nigga know about it,
Know about it
Kind of like when the drought about to hit you need to know about it
You gotta done lived this shit to know about it
Yeah, check game - a fool got at me the other day, Right?
Rit.
"Hey, hey B, How y'all niggas be comin with that ol' wild shit?"
Huh?
I say check game playboy, I'm from the 84 - eighty fin era
Eighty fin era
Where we done did that shit, know about that shit
Know about that shit
Spit that shit
And it don't quit
And it won't quit
And it won't stop
And it don't stop
Fuck a hoe
Fuck a bitch