Lyrics:
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
The high and lofty, they see me as weak
'Cause I won't live and die for the power they seek
There was a man from the desert with naps in his head
well if that's true, why am i hellbound at the pearly gates?
dose one:
the spoon king in the soup, drought like desert.
both:
it's all
shit is infectious
It started at Two Twelve Leon
A street that my family used to be on, in a city that been flooded with frion
Meaning niggas been cold
you to your destiny
Where by other souls are slain
It won't take long
It won't take too long at all
Three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing
and who the man is
I'm just a mere man, He is the king of kings
God of every season, summer, winter, that's fall and spring
I don't live by what I see,
when we were kings
We were the kings of these streets
Remember them days like it was yesterday
We were kings now the echoes of memories
Bounded by
it
To ride with my king
Like I'm bout it
There's blessing in your lessons
Don't you doubt it
Yes Lord
Cover by your grace
Can't live without it
Lord
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
As the battle took its
Now our conversations dry like a desert
You lied to my head & now its in my liver
And I told you I'm Right You said it's a lie
Now you're hiding from
Walking lonely
Horizon turns to blur
Heat is rising
Every hours stronger
Cold nights
Catch you by surprise
Then you realize
The sun burns your eyes
and chrome rims
Bitch you know what it is
I'm live from the underground, underground
Live from the underground, underground
Underground, underground
Live
born today
And man will live forevermore
Because of Christmas Day."
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
They saw a bright new shining star
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,
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
of this land prepared to share in their surviving
A pageantry of feathers stands his majesty with treasure
Not the material things of kings that could
I met a traveller from an antique land who said two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert
Near them on the sand, half shrunk
for sunshine
Trying to find the warm in the cold
To settle my mind
Wish I had a new way to cope
I miss the good life
The good life
I just need
drift off on this desert floor
Peaceful, oh so peacefully
You know I live each day like its going to be my last
I breathe the air so deep and thank
I've been marked by my maker, a peculiar display
The high and lofty they see me as weak
'Cause I won't live and die for the power they seek
There was
this rain cold bother me?
We have to run our lives.
If we want to have food tonight, then I have to work now.
We need money to live. Am I right?
That's
that one take phenom
Take it above and beyond pions gettin' peed on soon as I put the beat on
Four pounds for the four crowns Kings de Leon
I told essays
Intro/Chorus: The Lox
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't
I've been listening since kings of Leon
Two two grab the mic in and Bluetooth
Spit couple bars don't care what you do
Shoot that shot upload to YouTube
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