Lyrics:
flower
Who now sees that gigantic trees can be chopped down
By mere kitchen knives of the kingdom
That skyscrapers built over decades can be demolished in
what I'm bout
Makin' his money, you niggas be funnin
You niggas should know how I get down
Everybody wanna fuck with the king of the Co
So y'all niggas
me Frozone
God by my side so I'm never alone
Whenever I'm lost he show me back home
Woah
I'm the king of my fucking city
Put a on 60 drum that's
Hey, you there
Right there
I see you right there in the audience
Come on down
You cheesing son of a bitch
Yo
Im a mad motherfucker
When my pot not
floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all niggas built your vine from my stress tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than adobo
Stay militant
I got pictures in my thoughts that stay in solitary
I play the cards I was dealt by myself like solitary
Just in case the one don’t workout I got
dispute in history
The F the R and then two E's
Circumstantial instances I can't foresee
Consequently gotta act like there's two me's
Like the upside down
Knock me out, I get back again
Turn me down, I get up again
King of the town
I be king of the Octagon
Boy as soon as I enter
The musical octagon
Watch
chewing gum,
The chicken pox and china chambers
Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman.
Small wonder He'll Cheat E'erawan our local lads
expense
You cannot love jah And love the wine of violence
You can't hail the king Under no false pretense
Step by step we're gonna make it home
Moving
to pry st from oakland rd to E.A.
[Chorus]
Nigga we bout that bank round here
We smoke neva good gank down here (United State of Atlanta)
Nigga we
I am the king of the rappin' thing
But love, is really my game
And when it comes, to gettin' the finest chicks
I put all the other rappers
Walk alone
In eternal hell
Through the dancing lights
And through my dizzy spells
Walking home
By the wishing well
Wish to lose my sight
Pray to go
it's me
I got hunnids, and I heard yo' tank on E
Boot me down, I stomp you out
Big body bitch, hold on my heat
Clap 'em with the ratty just for
Acting
an explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; king royalty - wait listen
N-E-G-U-S description:
and the day I met
The M-a to the see with the dash
M-o-n-e cash came fast on the ave, see?
(Cars ride by with the boomin systems)
With the (funky) (funky,
shackled by tradition
We not letting go of our crown
We holding it down 'til the trumpet sounds
Put your hands up if you know the truth
Keep your hands up if
goin' down
Every time we come around
Y'all throw that money up, catch it comin' down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every
Edward the king, the English king,
Bestrides his tawny steed,
'For I will see if Wales' said he,
'Accepts my rule indeed.'
'Are stream
a Prius
And by which, I mean he locked up at home
With a anklet recommend by the judge
He really based 'cause he
Can't leave his house
That my black
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
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Don't You Worry Child
There was a time
I used to look into my father's eyes
In a happy home
I was a king, I had a gold throne
Those days are gone
Said your a king
So I'm coming for your head top
Line him up with the red dot
Boom
Now your a head stone
Fought with your chest tho
Honestly i warn't
of kings will take the crown and burn it down
My ashes on your living wounds
To soothe them down
The last of kings will take the crown and burn it down
My
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