Lyrics:
Get you right up close near it
Possessed by the Eazy-E spirit
Ice-T set the limit
And niggas won't cross this line
suicide - and niggas won't cross
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million mcs
I try to tell them
We're all in this
hit the ground
And leave the room stuck wondering try'na wrap they head around
How the boy Rashad hold heat and preach nonviolence
With the Nast E
Geld wie Beats by Dre
Ich verdeal mein Tape, denn ich rapp straighter als der Rest
Wenn du nicht gewusst hast wer der King ist ja dann weißt du's jetzt
wie Beats by Dre
Ich verdeal mein Tape, denn ich rapp straighter als der Rest
Wenn du nicht gewusst hast wer der King ist ja dann weißt du's jetzt
bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
guy, I'm trying to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy
guy, I'm trying to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy
would have a desk job
Ticking 'till I off myself
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Used to get paid by the hour (oh, ohhh)
Now I'm just
Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup
a crown im a king
At the age 13 seen this vivid in my dreams
Im a boss c e o own my label run the show
Y'all still wanna get signed
Stay underground
kings, got a poker face tryna take the pot
Goin' out on a limb for my dreams though it may take a lot
All I gotta do is think about the green and I'm
Yuh
Woah
Woah
And I'm
K. Phantom
And this is A.C.E The Album bitch (All of my credit is earned)
Hello (Hello)
Hi, how do you do? (Hi)
My name K.
(Damn, Ben Marc shot this too?)
Cash rules everything around me
C.r.e.a.m., get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money,
pray this fuckin' album burn their kingdom to the ground
I pray this verse will lead a million kings into their crown
Nobody's perfect, we're all
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
microphones that I can clutch
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
fuck with a poppa then fuck around and hit a sister
I'm an underground king motherfucker call me Mister
Kilogram, Mr. Woodgrain, Mr. Brick,
get chips no frito
Stand by me
I am not Ben E
She want king
So she can take the laurels
Rest on thousand count sheets
What I smoke, OG
How I go, odee
Back in the day I was filler
Canonically, nowadays, I'm feelin' triller
Ride around my city, I'm a pillar
Turns into a zoo when I land, Ben Stiller,
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