Lyrics:
I'm a king of my kingdom
See I'm a king where I come from
How come I'm a common man in London
I get e plenty land back home
But now I get thin and thin
solemn oath, he said, Allah is the witness over what we
Have said
And he said, O my sons, do not enter by one gate, but enter by different gates
And I
K World
Yeah
Back by popular demand
Play my role so well I got an Oscar in my hand
Pasta in the pan, I'm a monster with the jams
Just had a concert
head hog,
Getting hella frontal
King Tut: fuck slut
Came in a big butt
"Damn my numbers low
But I swear I'm on a come up!"
King Tut: all gold
Never
hog
Getting hella frontal
King Tut
Fuck slut
Came in a big butt
Damn my numbers low
But I swear I'm on a come up
King Tut, all gold
Never will I rot in
him
The neighbour cut him down whilst my cousin's f**king crying
He's screaming, Jodie hurry up, come to mine
Quick my dad's hung himself, I don't
me
Bitch, come blow me
Pull up my mamba, R.I.p. Kobe, that's my OG (that's my OG)
Still no Grammy, but I got trophies, then I went OT (then I went
He was pulling kids out of ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
Swiss time was running on
It seemed that we would lose
the morning that comes into view.
Bluetail, tailfly.
River running right on over my head.
How does she sing?
Who holds the ring? And ring and you will find
a beacon for the blackest soul
Come follow me
Follow me children
Come follow me
Desecrated books of God
Defiled by tongues of blasphemous fools
Why dont
life guarantee you won't like everything they see
But they will see Your grace Lord; Your hand is all over me
I'll take my Jesus, King Jesus
I ain't
flow all over the place, .44 in the waist
I'm so-so innovative, po-po went away, I roll over 'em and make bacon
And call 'em a pig, won't you hop up
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
love me, can't you see im tryna climb
Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch
If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich?
Come
of background on
The Blues and say what it is
Like, there are six cardinal colors
And colors have always come to
Signify more than simply
That particular shade
Get your hands up
Where my people that's over 20 now?
Where my people that's over 30 now?
Where my people that's over 40 now?
Classic, that's
Colonialism never ends
We reinforce it every year
I'm from a place where
Even kings dey wear suit
I'm from a place where
People go against each other
Over
i'm that man that'll bust dat ass
King tee talking:
Yo check this out. this is tha alkaholik crew. e-swift didn't they say it
Couldn't be done? they
like Ben 10 yeah
Or I'm like 50 Cent bulletproof hated by many men men men
She like to sing along to my songs I be like yeah yeah yeah
You gotta come
d'la boîte de Pandore
Symboles, d'Liberty Island à la place Vendôme
Fixent les masses à leur culte diabolique
Font les lois, les guerres, oeuvrent pour
come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers
Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas'll
come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
There's a girl over there
With long brown hair
I took her to the place
I threw the mattress in her face
Took off her shirt
Took off her bra
You will all remember my name;
Sherlock Bones.
True king of the Devil's throne.
Let the rivers run blood, and be purified
By the fire, royal flames,
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