Lyrics:
Promises)
I honor You (that’s why I honor You)
You are the Faithful One (You never break Your Word)
I honor You (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Whoo GLORY TO GOD)
[Chrous]
(Don't say a word) just let me get mines
(Don't say a word) just relax and recline
(Don't say a word) I'm the king of ill lines
(Don't say
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Ben Bruce Wayne
Ben Bruce Wayne
boring and boozing
I wind you up, your alarm keeps snoozing
Made it easy, I guess your'e stupid
Way too elite to be caught by your cupid
Sorry cupid
But
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
dead body go do better album
I know say Dagrin dey laugh i dy wound this track
E dy show 2pac na ur warri version be that
Na me dy run the street una
rappin' for a joke
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,
still takin' rappin' for a joke
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
takin' rappin' for a joke
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
Brrt, boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw
Boaw, grrt, boaw, grrah, boaw (Woo)
Ik ben een king, ik ben een boss
Ik ben een leader (Uh-huh)
I didn't need ya, stripes but
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
faire son beurre
E-2-F apprend à l'orthographier
J'sors de l'auto ça y est
Les peintres arrêtent de peindre
Les photographes de photographier
Quand
Nigga but you didn’t execute
Survivals my only hope success
Is the best revenge
He always there by my side
Ben Franklins my only friend
The hundreds
A volte penso che so' nato nel Texas
Magari scoppia 'na bomba e ve sotterra a tutti
King Noyz, hasta la muerte
Yo, vuoi il rapper più stiloso, più rap
been gettin, all these models I popped
I done sold a hundred thousand before my album got dropped
And I'm only 23 I'm the shit now look at me
Look at me
geez
Unless there's Gs involved
There's fees involved
E mail my team it'll get resolved
By the way I wrote this I don't
Do no karaoke when I rap
I'm
we're wrong?
Has our young courage faded?
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel down, angel down
Why do people just
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y
they take the album
Take it home and start sweating
Why? Well, it's simple
To them it's kind of vital
To take KRS-One's title
To them I'm like an idol,
Little Ben with decisions split in his head
The future's feeling imminent n' he been feeling mislead
An adolescences spent surrounded by his rich friends
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
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