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the flame, acrylics goin' down my leg
Make a playwright down the field and have him scramble like an egg
Tryna get a fee from me like twice a month, he has

people
Aye
And never switch

Aye
Aye
King Serge gonna really gotta
Take over
I'ma do it my own way

Independent
Why you thinkin'
I started up Belivican

got time for these niggas, man
Nightmare gang, we pull up on sight
Pussy boy dissing, beat his ass at night
Came in the game, and I'm tryna make it

,yeah in two two’s 
Clean Heart nkooaa ,no Abufu 


It’s Hero Dhon on the mic
Everything I said , hope you really know the vibes … 
No man’s land , this

no one on this rock doc, Logic lasts forever
They called me king as a tyke, I was born holding on to a golden scepter
Placed in my palm by Momz before

sipping I can't tell if I'm high or drunk
Ah sage and sour it's great
That crib by the lake where I blaze
She said this man is a faze
On my dick I locate

on the path to change my behavior
He’s our protector and our provider, when it comes to trouble then I know he’s gonna be here
Now I know I’m not perfect but I

king will meet an early grave
betrayed by the ones they tried to save

but sweet Persephone comes home today

All the real badman dem' step forward
We are gonna smash it
Put, put up your hand in the air
(Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, what the fuck)
Put, put up your

and pillaged
It was at age six
First time I noticed opium residue on my fathers fingertips
By eleven I was stealing my mamas cigarettes
God forgive him I been

see, how you rollin' with the G's

More shows tonight, might be a lil' tight
But we gon' make it just in time to carry up the vibe
My rhymes are

Lord to the ghetto, king to the street corner
Police warmers
This is where life expectancy meets karma
Street sagas
Told by a tortured sinner who

AND IN IT THEY WERE THROWN
THE FIRE WAS HOT AND WHAT A SHOCK
WHEN THEY WERE NOT ALONE
 OH THIS WORLD STILL TELLS BELIEVERS TO DENY HIS NAME BUT BY HIS

need a change)

Change gonna come word to same cooke

crooked racism activated crack to every hood
tried to do it by the book took a dream from us

civil

abusing my women 
Too many people killing not enough people loving 
80 Million Isms got me bugging…

Broken glass everywhere 
A million broken dreams it

With everything happening to you
You stressed out sitted in a corner mind confused
But you think that you got it all solved
Drowning in your thoughts

Braaaaa 
Yung Bj I see you 
I go by the name Sauce to the Prince 
You gon Learn 
Yea 

See I'm in my zone boy
I'm coming for the throne boy 
King

Yea I'm flowin' with that old school shit
Don't talk down on me or you're gonna get the full clip
Pull up on 'em I might have to bust this dudes lip

the pressure when I'm in my town
My momma told me when I was a kid
Roy, someday you gonna be king
So all of the rappers I hope it's a deal,
Nobody come close

pressure
I'm mookie betts with the hits
Watch how you talk
Make ya wig do the splits
This too good baby
Too hard to resist
Boutta Throw it back to you

a king, 
Swinging down the road to a Beatles hymn. 

Goin’ down the market on a Sunday mornin’- 
I ‘av a cup of coffee, 
But I can’t stop yawnin’. 
Gonna

Leavin
I'm leavin now leavin everyone I know
They're sayin I won't make it alone
They're sayin I cant be alone
But I don't care what they're sayin
I

alone)

Oh Gosh now


Money can buy you lots of thing

Make you live life as a king

But money cannot buy you a queen

with a heart that's clean and pure

fucking want from me
You feel like king von u been on a killing spree
And im gonna be alone until the day i die rest in peace

Would you believe me if i