Lyrics:
brother's keeper no more
Color me chicken yellow if I liked it in the ozone
Call me lemon jello if I lacked a little backbone
We're King's Kids, dang it
fresh, yeah
Came back, goddamn, double breast, yeah
The suit, that is, the suit, that is
I'm tryin' to make a building for the kids that is
I'm it's
Felix Mitchell made money in 20 g stacks
Moses split the sea, King Tut wore gold
And Jesus, he's the King, so the story is told
But my posse, we keep
to fuck
Sixteen and over to pat
A twelve year old kid got bucked
This week inperium flat lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your head off the axis,
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
a king)
Family, you can't get between (You can't get between)
Don't you please try to intervene
Gunna dripping by any means (By any means)
Elli-A got my
the laws to survive
Up and on it all night
Same story different day
Kids need food and clothes so
We going all the way
Momma got cancer and they only
Giving
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
in my blood, I'm a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought
Brett is in the bathtub
Making soup for the ambassadors
And I am in the hallway
Singing to the troubadours
The kings are all lined up
Outside
the chauffeur won his check again
And barrymore took a noon day nap? ? ?
And diamond fell like rain
Cisco kid and a bald headed waitress
Trapped 'neath a bed
Ohhhh... that's how you feeling right now Tone?
You know they can't rap with us
Black by
Black by
Black by popular demand, on demand
And I'm Black
Patience is a virtue
Trying to make every play
It might hurt you
Gotta play by the rules
Have a curfew
Cut it off don't ever let the work work
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
to shift focus
Cus he noticed that a cookie tastes better when it's stolen
Kids got the darnedest crooks
All ? get from an honest person
Bought enough
family there with little nieces
Six a crash with king Nike Air, yo
Rockin them new Wu glasses, lace my lab, kid
Magazinin', swim, watch, long
(woooh)
Yeah, the kid been makin these mami's, yell "papacita"
Since Kangols and shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's look like they'll pop through
brought the hammer if y'all front (woh)
Yeah, the kid been makin' these mami's, yell "papacita"
Since Kangols and shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's
they honey they kings
Them is the facts you could tell by the rings
(Yeah) enough, enough
(They said they heard enough) Yeah
Double cup (Okay)
Livin' up
Ya don't know who I am
Who you
Let me introduce myself
I'm King Nino
Nino Brizzy Brown
New York
Manhattan
Lower East Side
Killer Hill
Rutgers
I wanted to lead by example
He's looking to me for all the answers
And I'm still trying to find them myself son
I'mma change the game
As a kid - I
posed to be Evacuating
Friends and fam took a nigga in
Wholetime I was Glad I made it
Learned so much about the world
Just by doing all of this everyday
Every day I see ghetto kids impressed with showbiz
But they live their life on the thread
Junkies and King Pens surround them
Passing through school
Little by little
I'm like a little kid runnin' through Skittles
When I get bored I leave like a Willow
While my demo is bumpin' right above your pillow
I
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