Lyrics:
Cold cold days, cold cold nights
Make no moves, starve you might
Mommy screams pappy alright
That's why we fight, why we strive
Cold cold days, cold
Wake Up
Wake Up
Wake Up
Wake Up
Wake Up wipe all that crust out ya eyes
Get on your knees give thanks to our maker for bringing us back to our lives
like ants across the hill
Their aim at last in sight
The King's men dressed in purest white
Were driven back by force
And the fighting grew more violent
I'm King K for
I'm King K for
K- K
I'm King K for
K - K
I'm King K for Killa
Youngest nigga
Who's in charge (King)
I've got a trapsoul like
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
I smoke on mic like zips and rolled papers
display)
The high and lofty, they see me as weak
But I won't live and die for the power they seek, yeah
There was a man from the desert with naps in
Born with a fire, a desire in me I’m a fever in your cold embrace Wanted more when I got the taste Played by your rules
Watching the cheaters lead
I
think I've got a live one, Yeah, Yeah
I think I've got a live one
Felt like I was hit by a dieselor a greyhound bus
She was no baby-sitter
"Get up,
Livin' in a world so cold
Keep a nigga on ten toes
Where I'm headed only Lord knows
Said I'm droppin' my top down on cruise control (uh)
Thirty
the swamp, in the deserts lizards sweat
A half a billion fives, two macs, and a ride
They call them [?] co-signed by kings in a rich [?]
Made me three mil
heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house,
Crash in the dark
Spin 'round in the bar
I heard you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
the Holy Bible said,
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today,
And man will live for
White hair and red eyes
He's holding the crown
The king of the island
Elric of Melnibon
He's born for destruction
He's ruled by the gods
how we be
Yo pass the bong
It's the return of the king like the lord of the rings
I'm back in this bitch and I'm doing my thing
The Joe and B. Crowe
Surrounded by principalities and powers
Entrenched deep in desert lands
Wickedness resides in supernatural realms
Sifting lives like the falling
a cold life
Layered up cause I’m always ready for them cold nights
King Midas my saliva making gold mics
05 used to get my liquor for the low price
Hello
a young nigga be the one blowin up the spot
Can I live one day as a king at the top
Before You try to knock me off give a young man a shot
Can I Live can I
There was a guy, that saw this girl so he looked the
other way, just pretended he didn't see her.
She seen him standing alone like a desert rose but
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Every day I see ghetto kids impressed with showbiz
But they live their life on the thread
Junkies and King Pens surround them
Passing through school
Uhh
Yeah
Yeah
Cold World
But this ain't snowy
They wonder if they'll make it
But the kids keep growing
They gotta change their tactics
Cause we keep
king king
Bitch, Ghet-O-Vision in the Dirty South
And you know we're gettin' clean, rich yeah!
They should've never ever let you out
Cold animal with
And you can spend all day and chill, all night
Come sleep with the king, peep what I bring
Every few weeks it's a bigger size ring
Carats ain't nothin'
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