Lyrics:
Twas not in my time, twas not in yours,
but it was in somebody’s time,
there was a beautiful kingdom,
ruled by a King named Marcus.
One day, King
How many peons can't keep up?
That's all these
Turned into Leon, so I hit up Audee
Shmoke Sama, brings trauma, don't try to call me
Shmoke Sama
than with a king flow, flow so frozen, had Elsa at the crib
For show, need a black queen, John Majors, what do niggas know, homecoming battle rap
Major
To be washed away by an ocean of truth
Somebody tell them that the lost are saved
Somebody tell them that their debt's been paid
And let them
are paid
I got skills for days
That's why I feel so great
I ride around on pay day
Feelin' like a king with the crown
The dream is to be self employed
DVD's steady diamonds
Got these big ballers grindin'
You know lil mama don't play
Nigga let the G's loose
I'm bout that bank playboy
Let them be 's
man with a family, can't be playing I be stacking
El León a stunna, big king of the jungle
Your bitch just a cheetah, my bitch rolls tortillas
She throw
Interlude
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www.leonjackman.com
Produced By :Leon Jackman
Mixing & Master By : Leon Jackman
well well well ,i thought
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
Knows
Need somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Who won't fold
I got a chip up on my shoulder
Moved to California
Then I started getting
coachin' us on
Yo, it's kill or be killed
Understand, real'll be real
A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel
Identity sealed, protected by
coachin' us on
Yo, it's kill or be killed
Understand, real'll be real
A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel
Identity sealed, protected by
Call me what you what you want but damn it feels good to be king
Now wait a minute, it’s my house, you understand?
Now listen here, by royal decree, all
my health
Spent a bag on a belt
But that dont matter when you're all by yourself (It really dont)
Said she dont wanna be here im like okay
Said she
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
the Mighty God, My Lord)
I honor You
(Somebody call Him Mighty God)
Mighty God (Mighty)
Mighty God (Yes Lord)
Mighty God (Mighty God)
Mighty God (You are)
You
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
I'mma let her go and be
She can be herself anytime that
She get wit' me
Backseat action riverside relaxin'
Flick in the DVD that ass I'm waxin'
I'mma keep
don't hold your breath (okayy)
I may flirt a little, me fucking somebody else may hurt a little
A tad bit but I'm asking
Who's the dude when you call be
ain't talk right
They ain't talk right
Talkin' but it's all lies
Written by DvD (David Finch)
You could be walking down the street real casual
And end up dead by the hands of some asshole
And it's time to end that
For real it's time to bring our
B.I.G, look
The universe been throwing me all the signs except stop it
Niggas been plotting on me, but here's the plot twist
I can't throw fists no
brothas
Not n's
I see sistas
No b's
Stand in alignment
Strengthen the digits
Put 'em together then we're all gonna get richer
I know, I know I'm a king
I am
on the fence straddling
If you got problem don't give a fuck
Cus I'm cackling
Real kings ain't time to be bashing
You just trash man
I'm the king
Never forget
rips on my sleeves
Another day on the shaderoom, they love sippin' tea
What I do? Why they hate? Why it gotta be me?
I made half a million in the span
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