Lyrics:
touched the white
Need my whip customized
Shawty come in clutch at night
Aye, clutch like Kyrie with the three
The three, the three
With them lips by Kylie
so they can hate on your ass
What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's grace
I
know me I'm a broke boy
Sorry Daddy o
I'm not kidding
E be real Fact
I've been trading my night times
And hoping say the star shines
On the boy in
niggas wanted me so here come the king
From every Avenue I radiate my attitude, so take my fucking voice
Can’t emaciate my gratitude, all glory to God
these songs
Just a singer with a song
All I do is sing these songs
Every night more people come
They don't go home before I am done
The man at the bar
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
wait
The houses getting bigger off of Silber
But, the cars are getting jacked at the Marq'E
And I want first place, fuck silver
I'm out here makin'
so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings
Livin' the fast life with fast cars
Everywhere we
I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J
Don't fuck with her no more now I fuck with Tanqueray
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold
on my starting team
(To the hoop, y'all, watch out, watch out)
(In yo face, here comes the rest)
Clyde, Rick Barry, and Pistol Pete
Now these
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings
We're raisin hell like a class when the lunchbell rings
The king will be praised, and hell will be raised
"Yeah Kane!" [Repeat: x3]
[Mighty Mouse]
"Here I come!"
[Flavor Flav]
"Yeah Kane!" [Repeat: x3]
[Mighty Mouse]
"Here I come!"
"King
Gun is Cocked and Fired
I'm King News and I come
To you with the truth
The mean streets took six
More lives overnight
All the result of gang bang
here to stay
The white boy's scheming night and day, night and day
What you think bout the King Alfred Plan
You ain't heard; where you been man
If
Want to tell you everything but don't want to come too strong
Right here by my side you belong
Outside bitch where I be
Money on my lap I'm in love with
me,
The night's here,
They on me,
In my head,
They on me,
In my nightmares,
They haunt me,
I won't let them,
Get the best of me,
Representing for,
Waiting, tirelessly waiting
For You to come here
And speak to our hearts
We need You, day by day we need You
Oh how we love You
Don't turn us away
skippin' class to be fascinating
My pen is like Big Ben, this shit's just a classic waiting
Your favorite rapper come at me, I just decapitate him
Out
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
King's on his ping pong, got the rap game by the handle!
Afghan with a camel-bak strapped to my ammo!
Queen dressed in that camo!
I got that ghillie suit
on my starting team
(To the hoop, y'all, watch out, watch out)
(In yo face, here comes the rest)
Clyde, Rick Barry, and Pistol Pete
Now these
is here
Comes once a year
Christmas is here
No need to fear
Time for good cheer
Christmas is here
Outro
Long live the King
World without end
Want a feature baby, gotta hold my mic
I could make you a celebrity over night
Got a dope dick, come here blow the pipe
Headbangers, watch out for
control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith
A descendant of Abram
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