Lyrics:
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall
'Cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I'll
flows that fuck with your head
Too much smoke man, I'll block them vents
Tell a man sit down, sit your arse on the bench like
You better never forget
chivalrous
I solve the case and you ask how I figured it
You say you got trauma well I'm about to trigger it
Don't care if you're ticklish I'll leave you
melodies, metaphors
Here's a few phrases that ain’t in my lexicon
I can't, I won't, maybe next time, que sera
Oh well, forget about it
Never, it can't be done
smoking
Motherfuckers done come from high crime areas view the police as a threat
And that's some shit you betta not forget
Eazy E's the name feared by
it's getting kinda hot
So I'ma let profanity retire, hey
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard Pryor
So Grand Puba, kick a verse
The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot
So I'ma let profanity retire, hey
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard Pryor
So Grand
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
a rebel you know the kind that die in the street
Cause you refuse to conform, won't eat the kings meat yeah
Christ rebelled by shunning the cultured
He
how could I get up in arms about you saying trash is all that I put out?
Bitch, I still get the bag when I'm putting garbage out
Plus, the potty
and a lie I'll let you decide for ya self
Pay me no mind, I'm just surviving and tryna get by with no wealth
If I'm rich or If I'm broke
I won't give in
on the sideline talkin about the King
You just mad cause (I'm not you)
Cause you know it's not you
And you know it's (and not you)
You got to get in the game
You
love away)
I'll go crazy (No)
I'll go insane (yeah oh oh oh yeah)
Yeah, uh, yo E
Forget my pride, girl (yeah) i'm begging you
You're my heart, you're my
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
The curse is a plot but it's getting kinda hot
So I'ma let profanity retire, hey
But if worse comes to worse, I'll cut you out like Richard Pryor
So Grand
fuckin' head
If I don't speak about abortion that's means more babies dead
Have you listened to Marley no woman no cry natty dread
Did you already forget
will cut right through the shadows, won't be blinded by the light
The Supreme King, the Chosen One who saved the world
Jaden Yuki, that's game, and you
higher up
I'm talking helicopters
Lucky we ain't drop you from the helicopters
Get the chopper
Take em' to the back
And then forget about em'
My people
'll always be my daughter unto the end
And if I die, please be by my side
Forever and evermore
So I will try, I'll watch you grow
I'll help you walk, and say
forget who's Sensei
What you want? Arms? Don't forget leg day
Grime in my core, uh (woo)
Like, I know who's dead, it's not grime
Listen, 2020 I was
Funny shit about it, niggas wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggas just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggas 2/3rd of my
of the crown
Taking a knee, you know royalty never ran in the fam, without a doubt
Never been a king (Ben E. King), but you can Stand By Me when I stand my
because I knew that I could
I never understood
But You delivered me and filled me with real love
I never will forget what You did
You gave me Your best when
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