Lyrics:
can think about our future but right now it's too soon
I can make you feel your mind
Catch my flow and feel my vibe
Like water
Feels so smooth like
meets BB King rap
Yo, bring that back
When you hear it you can feel it in the pit of your soul
It's the high-grade shit and you know it
Now if I come
as a lover, too harsh, I'd march, to embarrass her, and
Then move to another, that's not keeping your brother
I hear her laughing when my eyes shut, its
behind
Ain't no one watching your back
Who are you going to find
One eyed man is the King in the land of the never mind
One eyed man is the King in
in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy a mansion
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
to pick up the pieces, they follow us Kings 'til the sundown.
Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down.
Everybody wanna sound like,
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
high
Might've overdosed and died
I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important,
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent
Told me your love was
to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my
(Cole, you stupid)
Look, you told me never let this get ahold of me
You hate to see me hurt you want to hurt someone for me
Way too down
you messing with me know your pros and your cons
If you make the wrong move
Your ass going to be done
Might as well call you flat
Because your ass is
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
have it your way do what you wanna do
Don't let anybody else tell you how to move
When you try to prove yourself and get too the top
Always on my grind
to us
And stay in power with trust
We gotta believe and not solve
By learning the truth
Not self-destruct and make excuses
So believe in the King
If you
They try to tell you
You can be anything
But never say
The world make you choose
Got me crossed up
Like a chevy when I cruze
Got me bossed up
Talk
yellow bellies
All give way to a never ending white
You are the heroin king of the piazza
You are the heroin king of the harbour
You are the heroin king
ain't gon' have me liftin' through that riffin' shit, cousin
I got moves to make and mad shit to do
Her friends are looking good so I might hit the crew
rhymes,say it's weak
But in your mind you're sayin' "wow"
Tell people I'm ugly and I got big lips
But as I walk by your girl
She want to ride king's
Move your body
Like yo surfing a wave (Aye aye)
Surfing a wave (Aye)
Move yo body
Like you ain't come to play (Aye aye)
Me ain't come to play (Aye)
Brother, Derek X, kick flavor
I do my thing like B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill
Making big
Make a way through, it's a new king coming
Gather all the haters and just start drumming
Who's got the crown? This a young king season
The proof all out,
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