Lyrics:
[Will Smith]
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! Ha-ha
Yeah mic check
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
Alright now let's go yo
[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come
to the mix and there you have a meal
Blessings are unrecognizable disguises
That are sent by the King, He's the one that authorizes
From one step it is
you're winning but it all
Trust me
It all gets, well
Sketchy (ha, ha)
(What? what? what?)
Lying dormant
I woke up 'cause all of new rap is abhorrent
and splurge the tab, uh
Hops out the truck like "Trick, what up?"
Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut
That's the end of us, get your friend
you gonna do
Nine ten eleven twelve now i know What is the go i Got king hit by a guy That rooted this Ho even though
I'm out for the count I'm rhyming
it
Land taken by forced enslavement
Renamed and paved with hatred
This bitch has been blatantly racist
Our hands up, you still shoot
We can't breathe.
nothing suss will come up in post-mortem
Oh King, why do you resent me?
Oh, why do you resent me?
Our carton could have done with a parliament
But instead
to assume
I should be against the law to run into
Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true
Today is the day I split Day in two
What the fuck has
Quote, 'If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you?'
I'm Outkasted and claiming true
Aiming two at your muthafucking spine
No, I make
I gotta say that I’ve been feeling different from all y’all and I’m ready to what?
I’m ready to
I’m readied up
Go and tell everybody that the king is
the eyes
Between the eyes
Between the eyes
[movie like speech:]
Kasper: ha, ha, well done Mr. Cairo, and what do you have to say about that, my friend?
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
Just abide by, what your ride by
Cause we abide by what we ride by, HA!
[All]
Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Priest, don't hit me no more"
wanna fuck ya hoes
You can't control me
I'm on my King Shit
This all I know
I'm on my Don shit
This how I roll
I am an artist
Who has control
Just
'Cause we abide by, what we ride by
Just abide by, what your ride by
'Cause we abide by what we ride by, ha
Wavin the four, four, all you heard was,
As I tell you a little part of ma story
About what God been doin in me
It's an amazing thing God is always Listening I ask God for something God
meditate what I'm making
It's not just up for the taking
Unless you struggle in spaces
Waging delaying
The freedom of free's son
I'm here for a reason
I
they’re loving and recording me
Soon to be the king, get the message and start forwarding
Lyrics on the brain, entertain to make a change
And must just be
like every day
Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the spot
When I can tell you all the homies that done get shot
From at least about five years ago
profits
The person I trained became the person I hunted
Such a shame how turned, hope when done I'm not haunted
What makes you king while you're living
Every night you sit by the radio
Listening to the Mmming Report
to find out how King Kharlie spent the day
I know that don't make sense
but neither
wizard (huh ha)
Sekke laughing till he rolling on the floor
damn
Leave you quiet as hell like you Gordon
Dodging Noelle’s spells cause she’s boring
hoes
They the only one that accepted us
White folks was prejudiced
So the foreign's all black
We done turned nothing into something
What you call that?
at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we
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