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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Lion King 2: Simba's Pride (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Lion King: Rhythm of the Pride Lands (Disney) · Walt Disney Records: The Legacy Collection: The Lion King (London Community Gospel Choir) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Lion King (Disney) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Lion King (Disney) · Disney Songs & Story: The Lion King (Stephanie Mills) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) – and 90 other albums »


your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
mother lied, sound familiar?
It's the fucking Lion King
You stole from a Disney movie, you androgynous douche, what's next
The story of a French king
deadly than the first, unrehearsed raw footage
Part 2 for you, I give this dedication, project elimination
He's a burnt offering, nothing up my sleeve
raw footage
Part 2 for you, I give this dedication, project elimination
He's a burnt offering, nothing up my sleeve
I'm just vanishing with
Wiggie, you annoyed man, when the year change, we change
N****, we right here, we can go bank for bank
We can go clip for clip, n****, chain for chain
We
Max a golden butcher 
Last catapult standin' in a land of coke and hookers 
King cotton common, no problem for brick shawl lows, sock puppets
a f***ing clue what you was missing
I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing
For shoes, f*** them stupid Pumas b****, it's all about
care, don't have two s***s to give
Let me take you by the hand to promise land
And threaten everyone, cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing
such a lot of money
Would be funny
Oh, I wish I could be like you
Rikky rock'n' roller

Today a new jet plane
Tonight it's a new hotel
You live in
The misdemeanor catcher comin back at cha
for the long ride, as we return to the wrongside

[El Da Sensai]
Out to burn, rackin paints by the sack to provide
tracks
he’s talking about, ‘I wanna see you deceased’"

No doubt, to live and die in LA
California what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place for
Wayne, in a new white tee
Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOW

Nigga why you actin' like a ho?
Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it
the 'hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii
Don't like it? Drink my pee
Record song for the Detox Lp
Feet don't fail he
N****s got me bent
the f*** I get clapped

Black was in the Jeep watchin all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown
sentenced to thirty-two, quite quality 
Allah rules, he should of listened to his jewels 

Young thugs don't live long 
Life is a game of chess, and you
words 
But he's talking about I want to see you deceased 

No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only
I still exist"
So he closed his eyes and I traveled back home

Back to my world, home I return :
And the birds cry out "The old king has died"
With
ridin' by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it's a sin
And if ya tell me stop drinking I'll just do it again
So when I get old I'ma rock, roll,
on
You get a three minute glimpse of the icon
Your best rapper two-steppin to my song
When he don't know, he ask I write for him
Jersey lights, that's
bulls***tin'
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd
He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our n**** but you made it, so
Mack elevens and M-16's
High caliber, so why try it?
You live by it, so you die by it
A muthafuckin' gun...

[WC]
Who's the man with the strap in his
Maybe too lyrical for 'em
The Lord gave me a choice to either be king or give all Hell
I chose the latter like a fireman climbin' up to a charred rail
In
in time, you'll see the line

The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
over-eager
You're tryin' to make a move for
I'ma prove you're ridiculous
I think he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with,