Lyrics:
Matte comment les Clark's sont cleans
De Labattoir à Brooklyn
Regarde le film je descend sur le parking
Les masses acclamment du king
Napoleon
Episode: IX
From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King
Episodes II & III:
mula (what's up?)
Scarface, into livin' life like a king (yeah)
Every day eatin' good with my team (the American dream) (what's up?)
First they said I
[music - Leon del Muerte and Sean McGrath]
[lyrics - Leon del Muerte and Sean McGrath]
The colon explodes with diarrheal sepsis
Anal leakage
King Henry
(Trad. lyrics, adapted by Kerry Andrew)
Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacks these things three:
A purse of gold, an open heart
Until I reach a gate I will insert more words
Each absurd until a hurl waste inside a wicker basket
Fore more faces emaciated, curling up inside a casket
Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two
M to the A to the S to the K
Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day
Feds be hawkin me
state and out of state from Baltimore to Leon
On earth and past the pearly gates
I knew my words could touch someone since I was 8
So everyday I pen
the endzone
Dancing like Deon
You at yo bitch house
Lying like Leon
AC on 4 bitch Im cold like freon
Imma king doing king shit
Lil nigga you's a peon
You toilet
the gate
The king is in the kingdom to await his fate, of the enemy
The Pubic Enemy
Propmaster (yeah) Please listen to me (what?)
Something lurking by
high
All the freaks get geeked when I come by
Um, I think I see one I want, I'm
Gonna try to make the best of the first night
Ya heard right
Tell them
you in threes, so you look like Benz
Was breaking whole faces before I had skengs
Stay by my lonel, cuz niggaHz pretend
I stand on business and I won't
my peasant stew
In my rook
Switch with the king
Safe from the sting
Judge by the gleam In the jewels you bring
Home's where the heart's at
Heart's
(AP)
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ya'll ready for the mother fucking king
I am god
Staring at the face of someone I don't know
Only to realise the face is my own
Sample the poison,
your face,
Determining your fate
Are you ready for the coming of the King?
Ready for the coming of the King
He's on His way
The issue
Here is sin
Our
those our graves?
Forgotten by fathers, by kings and by slaves
Our moment has come and war brings her pleasures
We're cursing our souls in face
that
We all got a past I just wanna face that
I swear I get rich and I'm getting a face tat
I want you to judge me by my face tat
I want you to judge me
by, we get older
But we're not done yet
This is the greatest place that I have been
I came from the desert and turned into a king
Turned into a king
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings
The king will be praised, and hell will be raised
records
Grimey! If you choose to live by the gun, young one, with hits
Five nine is my height
If I was ever to grow, tell y'all a lil' secret
Nobody got
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
brings hope to the world
You take away our sin
And all our shame and guilt within
We're covered by Your grace
And now we will see You face to face
And we
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