Search results for short stomp by ben e king

We've found 68 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching short stomp by ben e king:



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
To *'Stand By Me'
Like Ben E. King said
The rest of my life
Listen!

Baby! Baby!

It's too (late)
You're too late to wake up
(It's too late to wake up)
backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that it's D.E.E.P

You want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked
ain't starvin' like Marvin and won't see no roach
When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood
Ya sittin' on leather watchin' big screens
Bought by
[ VERSE 1: Bosco Money ]
To all the kings with diamond rings
And the slept on power to pull some strings
I know you're thinkin I'm the last survivor
niggas is harder thugs 
enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis 
shootin' at your neighbors 
(cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't
A-T, I-N T-H-E N-I-N-E-T-I-E, or watch me S-see
And I might top to step to a sexy
Fancy, prancy and dancy
No cosmo stomp, her's the true form
Style's
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
chewing gum, 
The chicken pox and china chambers
Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman.
Small wonder He'll Cheat E'erawan our local lads
don't mean nothing
I rock the rhymes .E does the cuttin'
Call it shownappin' I take a hostage a night
Dog shit and break out on the next flight
This
For frontin' like you hittin' hard
When your arms are too short, to box with god
So don't even touch cause I come with too much
Address and bless any
them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson, 

Grant, Ben Franklins 

find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin,
down
By the ignorant of doctrine?
CONSECRATION

These aren't Christian "e's"
Learn 'em better than your A,be,see,'s
In your mind cause them be
smoking

Motherfuckers done come from high crime areas view the police as a threat
And that's some shit you betta not forget

Eazy E's the name feared by
us
This is real talk, shank lullabies
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high

Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S P E L L MTV or TRL
Who want nothing short of perfect
And yet they settle for less
Blinded by their quest for purpose

first hit,
I knew it was for me
It made me think
Her
This is real talk, shank lullabyes
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella high
Curl on the dumbell L, we can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL's
Supreme
got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Gangsta, soldier, fruity fruit rolled up
Young Dro, yeah, but all goddamn
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
duct tape
Me, I just make sure they stomp like crush grapes
I make the hardest shed a tear
Give 'em a gun, if I had two right here
Two over there,
[Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get
 my hair done?] How short's your hair right now?
[Well you know I get it done every
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
I'm the original B-I-Z
The Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-A-Rrah-K-I-E
Everywhere I go, I always G
I'm thinkin somethin that you never could see
Doin
got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Gangsta, soldier, fruity fruit rolled up
Young Dro, yeah, but all goddamn
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black