Lyrics:
Oohh ohh eeeh ei eh
King King Promise
Killbeatz let's go
Mete m'ani a you're not by side
Baby you've gone for a while
Wofe mea anaa ɔdɔ yewu yɛ na
To start it off at the top
If you ain't open to Token
I won't offer to talk
Ben writing off of the clock
Til my second hand breaks free
Wrists are
une putain d‘cible
Be e mother fucking baus holla at your dog
chum nid schräg muetterfigger schüss mit knarre usem golf
hanen schade gsehne rot be en
une putain d‘cible
Be e mother fucking baus holla at your dog
chum nid schräg muetterfigger schüss mit knarre usem golf
hanen schade gsehne rot be en
crownin' me King of NY
I'm the one and only Godfather, one through three
Pardon me, but I was raised in the projects
Forgettin' I wasn't the only object
you catch me by the runway it's the one that's for the PJ
This one is for my lyricists - courtesy of my DJ
(I can't control it, can't hold it, it's
shoulder
Cuz it’s not safe
Burning hot plate
On ice
Praying that he doesn’t get stopped
On the block by the cops
They be coming for his life
Look
12:45
I ain't do this beat much justice on the last album, so
I assembled some of the best rappers I know
To bring it justice
This some tune. AMi shit
It's
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
street fam, twitter team
Like you could fuck with me
Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam ain't the only ones with a dream
I'm a grown ass man, this
of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton'
of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton'
a bigger herd
Live a little birdy
No mumbling you heard it
Keep in line
And call me Berk
The Turkish God
Noone better in e-rappin
This fight was done from
'em
Like an album, pop 'em
Never gonna flop on you
And you know it when I do
Such lyricism, just for you
To admire, this was just an intro
Now without
the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
[Xzibit]
Well it's me, down with D-are-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks
Mann ob Album, ob Single, ich halt mein Pimmel
Und hoff ich komm bald in den Himmel
Der Kugelhagel in Berlin, Schwule haben es verdient
Es kann kein
Album number two I'm dropping it out the blue
Saw dust on me I'm building another booth
Stretching in the morning I'm tryna preserve my youth
Coconut
of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton'
I'll be a king
Roll up
Red Carpet
Bling bling bling
And ya boy can dream big because it is the
B-E-G-I-N-N-I-N-G
Its the beginning of my fame
And I'm
on a single thing
Ima always go grab it
These niggas be tryna be internet kings
I let em have it
I'm not with the acting, no big screen
Nigga I'm not Ben
there's no tangents
Sniper mode hit targets
Alien this that Ben 10
Off this world I'm on cloud 10 (ten)
And I man dem posts so well
This that Mr. Petr Čech
away
I have something to prove
There's ten of them
Ten marks
The plan must proceed
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E
Lost in transLation
by
the business of fumagation
And just to suare up things
Imma spray the whole city like the airbursh king
I go Bilbo Baggins for the ring
Word to Mike Rose I Will
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out,
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