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City Of Broken Crowns
Written by: Christopher Franklin 
crtist Name: dLyric
Purpose: clbum Single
Name of clbum: City Of Broken Crowns

Chorus 1
They

't know him
I just be countin' the racks
Don't show 'em
Big body sink, it look like it's a MOEN
She textin' my phone, she like
"Where is you going?"
Me

on bronem
I feel like Summrs, 'cause me and
The gang stay with six, On foenem
That nigga really a bitch, don't know him
I just be countin' the racks
Don

and a time for rain
There is a time for everything
Until we crown the risen King…Until
We crown the risen King

And I don’t know the end, or tomorrow’s story

though
Give him the crown though
He is the king
This crown flow
He take her down though
He hold it down though
They trying to hold him down though
He off

praise him 'cause I made it in
Made it in yessir

When I get to heaven i'mma say Amen say amen
'cause one day, one day
I'm gonna get my crown one day, one

a clown nigga)
What?
Fetch me my c-c-c-c crown nigga (Me my crown nigga)
Yeah
Is you a man or you're a mouse nigga? (You a mouse nigga)
What?
Don't let me

A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun

A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun

the wrongs
I've beaten him before in song
Go onward as this song prolongs
It's the start of a brand-new dawn!
Don't you want to help everyone?
Consider

alone that's why you do not know your worth
But that dude is a coward don't let that coward shit mold you
Whichever way you take don't let your crown tip

of y'all can't take my crown, forget it
None of y'all can't stop my ransom, forget it
None faces mourn when I killed him, forget him
Big wavers can't hold

don't want it, You gon' lose

I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide

No cap as I flex on em
You ball hard I got next on em
This shit raw I don't step on him
I can put some bread on him
Homie better go check on him
Word

Always Lift Him Up/Kanaka Wai Wai

Ry Cooder

Chicken Skin Music

1976

to drinking
Do not pass him by, don't greet him with a (C) frown
Do not fail to lend a hand and try to (G) help him
Always lift him up and (D) never knock him

on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)

on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)

life like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that
Teachin' him morals, integrity, discipline, listen man, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Speakin'

gather round 
Town man see dat and a give out a sound 
King lifestyle and him wear di crown 
Plus him sharp lakka razor

Country bwoy ano fool 
No fool

how we do that there
Don't touch, that's expensive, yeah my crown my hair
Get with the winning team, or stay over there
Pull up OD, I'm with Zoey, make

don't die, we multiply

Exercise Christ, the word and the water
We water-size him, or supersize him
Case you ain't heard of water burger
We don't do

I really am him if you know that
Make some money just to pass the time
When you see some hate you don't pay no mind
Like Barack Obama just one

Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand

working on my crown
Saved by grace how sweet the sound
He took me out the box like I was new creps
Now I follow Him in His footsteps
On the right path I