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the horses went buck wild

One of them shouted out
"You fraudulent pigs, we know your fucking style"
Hannibal's face was flushed and pale
All the animals eyes
Stompin' out music on an old upright piano
Here comes King
That was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way
(Here he comes, master of the stomp)

Ol' Jelly
Ayyo, that special order LG backpack?
I wasn't wearing it just to show off
I got plutonium in there
(Mr. Williams, we'll be taking your orders
You can't put them back together

What would you say, what would you do?
Children and animals, two by two
Give me the needle give me the rope
We
and animals two by two
Give me the needle
Give me the rope
We're going to melt them down for pills and soap

Four and twenty crowbars, jemmy your desire
Out
can't put them back together

What would you say, what would you do?
Children and animals two-by-two
Give me the needle, give me the rope
We're going
devestating i got saved
By the king and his love is everlasting

Easy to squeeze lead in ya fore head
But went out n solute n me start blood shed
Positive
devestating i got saved
By the king and his love is everlasting

Easy to squeeze lead in ya fore head
But went out n solute n me start blood shed
Positive
devestating i got saved
By the king and his love is everlasting

Easy to squeeze lead in ya fore head
But went out n solute n me start blood shed
Positive
our souls
We got into beer and cars
And rock 'n' roll

[Chorus]
We knew Jesus was the answer
And Elvis was the king
Blue Suede Shoes and Rock
roll, in style)
(hey, hey, hey)
(yea you know, yea you know, yea you know,
Yea you know, yea you know, yea you know)
Yea we ride, and we roll, and we
popping junk can't join my team

Down in the meadow
Darkening the heels
Of the down-and-out animals
Of dower day and sour mouth
Will empty from
This is deep

Because we're animals with golden rules
Who, who can't be moved by rational views, yeah

Welcome to the new Dark Ages
I hope you're
like a king do
If these n-ggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess
and twenty crowbars, jemmy your desire
Out of the frying pan into the fire
The king is in the counting house
Some folk have all the luck
And all we get are
King!!!!!!

Time to ride n**** (Just Blaze!!)
I welcome you and get acquainted with the youngest in charge
Respected from East to West like he was running
the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe
B****, stop playing, I do it like a king do
If these n****s animals, then I'ma have
on all floors in project halls
Contemplatin war n****z I was cool with before
We used to score together, Uptown coppin the raw

But uhh, a thug
Carnival cruise
And these n****s talkin' like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes
It’s the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar
Every by week, s***, I’m
and twenty crowbars, jemmy your desire
Out of the frying pan into the fire
The king is in the counting house
Some folk have all the luck
And all we get are
and twenty crowbars, jemmy your desire
Out of the frying pan into the fire
The King is in the counting house
Some folk have all the luck
And all we get are
record?

Divine Styler with Physical Poets, look out

Microphone King Donald D the notorious, yeah

This is Bronx Style Bob...

Nat The Cat, boy
Aiight then

Mike Tyson style Animal duns
We live wild, too many ways to die
We alive for now, we cross borders
Take the guns along with us
Defend
the Kottonmouth Kings is in the house tonight.
Now we ain't out to do nobody wrong
We just some stoners gettin by high playin our songs
The Kottonmouth Kings is
tired of that
Motherfuckers sayin king tee's shit was wack
But in fact, my rhymes crack backs and make money stacks
By the truckload, now let's go for