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groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's

up
You are saved by the stripes on the cross he said its over
Savior of the whole world  i call Him Jehovah
The prince of peace the lord of lords

strengthening
If it ain't done by me
Then it's done by Zee
Cause that's my brethren
I'd ride for him and he'd ride for me
That's no cap or questioning

Luke 14

Still giving a fuck though if I keep it basic
Not trynna waste it over thinking patience racing to hold a fluid thought
With confusing forks on my

played his game, and I must never quit
He is the ruler of his nation
Glory to the land of Jar 
The king of creation
Of micronations
Swaying to the symphony

I listen to him 'cause I know he know how it feel
To be up a couple mill' and still fight the urge to kill
No insurance or no will, cars

You better think twice
Santa knows if you've been naughty or nice
Leave out milk and cookies, he'll take a slice
Buy good gifts even if they're

gluttony left them stuck with the Bills
They had to get a loan
So they chose to go to the end
Of the road and meet with those
Who had cash to give them but

as the Prince
Or the King as he paves the way
But watch yo back
Cuz they all gon see a great
Believe me bruh they quick to copy
Like Morris Day
(Listen) I been in

doubt they'll ever count it, staying grounded
I'm surrounded by some young kings, some young kings
Doing dumb things while were barely functioning
What

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,

ready for damn change so y'all let the man shine
Stuntin on Martin Luther, feelin just like a king
Guess this is what he meant when he said that he had

My President

Flo Rida

Platinum Beats 2009

2009

let the man shine
Stuntin' on Martin Luther feelin just like a king
Guess dis is what he meant when he said dat he had a dream

[Chorus]

Yeah!

Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
Shot down like a dog in broad daylight
Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
You

All Rise Up

Trip Lee

Rise

2014

be my dream

That we should all rise up
And give a standing o' for the King
Cuz He's good
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)

That we should all

Look at these bills, they so crispy
She looking back like, “Is you gonna tip me?” (Bitch, what?)
I can’t be caught with a hoe
She still be splitting

Money in the Ghetto

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya

the Killer  when I'm Killing the Bill 
Not fitting the bill , feeling the ill  when I'm instilling  the chills  
Still not feeling fulfilled , milling about

King by definition 
Is one who rules over many 
I choose to use the word King 
To uplift my brothers 
Not to break them down but build them up

the emotional king
They tell him he too invested, he don't know what it mean
He tryna show they can eat, and still put food on the streets
But they never hear

hero, our champion, our king

In the shadows where villains come spy
He's the beacon of hope, burning higher
Through the chaos and the strife
He'll bring

such a grumpy grumpus
Because every time someone told the story again
He had to fall from the wall and tear open his skin
And all the king's horses

was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe

And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when