Lyrics:
allow us to find ourselves
E... é um jogo de perguntas e respostas, It is a game of questions and answers
Eu pergunto através de uma armada ou de uma
all'asciutto!
Schaunard
Come?
Sartine, STUDENTI
La Ritirata!
Rodolfo
Ho trenta soldi in tutto!
Borghesi
La Ritirata!
Marcello, SCHAUNARD e COLLINE
Come? Non
how it go down
Yeah E S G now the king is back
Chamillionaire next up to bat
Get up in the cats we'll snatch your tracks
Sit Lacs blue and the Porsche
Maybe it'll be this Sunday
Or it could even happen Monday
Don't you know it could all change one day
One day you could be in the worst state
Next day you
flowers wakiwa area
Imagine hii game bila E-sir
Kumbuka flow ya G-wiji Miti
R. I. P Wikimosh Poxi Pressure na King Kong
Game bado strong new stars wana kua
rim size. That bitch damn near lop sideded
So many God damn hundreds that Ben Frank look cock eyed
Chillin with my nigga P.O.P.E. Don King and we in
the name of the game
It's the name of the game
In love and emotion, the beat is the same
You are what you are
That's the name of the game
I don't need
[Intro]
And in case you gorgot, I'm the king
Yea, yea, hey, hey, hey, hey who I'm is nigga (I'm the king)
T.I.P., Atlanta's own king of the south
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
the billboard sloan
Check it now, you get the gold dick award
It's like jail and it's the sixth floor
Test me, floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all
On my mama, imma give it back, but I'm getting that
I'm the king of my city man, put a penny in
Riding round San Pablo, Nine Eighty
Then I hit E One Four,
I'm a king, I'm a king
I'm probably gon' die on the balcony
Rantoul stay the fuck up
I got Champaign in the back of me
Danville, this is our time
All
three seen the light in me once never dimming
Swore on the day I was born with the fire on me
I bring it
Hear them angels singing
E
I'm a lion
Never tire
Boy I'm styled by corruption
The money, hoe loving
It's all got me bunking
Folks say I'm nothing
I rep for the nothing
Hand signs on news
That boy
the A and the E
You can't even spell game without the A an the E
Shootin shots like I'm Ginobli, nah better yet I'm Kobe
Laughing at the opposition cuz all a sudden
Growing up, I watched my favorite rappers' interviews
I ain't believe 'em when they said it ain't all what it seems
But now I'm here and realize they were
Dead bodies all around
Till I can't get up
Drinks all around
Till I can't wake
I Got the light on
See I switched it up
I found light like I'm Ben frank
that you came
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Im a K.I.N.G King
Come with every Army you can bring
Yea, they treat me a pawn
They think its a game
So
drinking so loud
When I be mating my enemies every game
Jump outta the window
You got it from me
And how you rapping when u got no bars
This shit
want to crib me, way out in the country
I'm city like street lights and some games that be fights
Never worked on my left so it's hard to be right
the pain, sometimes it hurts when it bleeds
But I still stand, strong as can be
Momma I am a King
I got the power, in myself I believe
So play this back, cuz
they call it a bird
'Cause you put it up in the sky
And I'm like a spider crawlin' up your spinal column
I'm climbin' all up the sides of the asylum
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
pinched by the feds
Me no speak no habla english
Real niggas movin in silence
Its all in the timin
I don't take to kindly to threats
I just make promises
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