Lyrics:
Don't know what to say to me
But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch
The black silk socks, the video is on the pock
Let's move the party to the Doc
Sent by di king, watch dem under ring
When mi fly down far
Fi step 'pon di beast and kick down riddim
Like a Sly Dunbar
Wi burning di system weh
Should be riding my bike more instead of making a list
Of who should gracefully die and who should live by your kiss
Just pull that gold plated lever
as Rhylor, long live the King
Come, come and walk with us
Celebrations have begun let's join the grateful crowd
Sing the hymns so loud
That the gods can
fantasies get fulfilled
Tell them canines chill
It's the leader of the pack
With nine lives to live
What's a king without a queen?
Leader without a team?
not that hard, you can be anything, you are a superstar,
Keep your head on straight, be a leader, don't follow, live for today and forget about
live it
Get to da money by da bundle how I spend it
All my cars tinted but dey kno who? s in it
Same cool dude on da mic givin? you da bidness
The brase
have them all to yourself
I don't need no heads games
I will be just fine by self
Hook
Said she love me
Love me love me
But she loves too many ×3
look like a stain but I'm clean
I keep at least a couple racks in my jeans
I always dreamed of finer things
Just wanna live like a King
Steak
Hot head and now it ain't shit y'all could tell him
They said he's on a road to become a felon
But instead he swung blows that'll split your melon
He
Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the ledge
The king of the castle swingin' screamin' "off with they heads! "
Round up and raggel
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honalee
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant's rings
niggas 'bout to be a witness (yeah)
Catch 'em in broad day live, you can get this
Shooters on top, fulling the hit list
Kamikaze to the head, straight
with that
You say it's fuckin' with you
Tell me how if I let go of that
You let people live they life
What make them happy
You should go with that
'Cause
I'ma get a load
Then I'm gone, young nigga, right back on the road
Post up by the store, If it ain't about money, better not call my phone
I'm in my
Get them heads up high get them and get them hands up high get them here
and get them hands up high get them head get them heads up high see
never last forever
But secrets of the spirit world and how to live in harmony together
Unbeknownst to him his head would be the first that they would
Remember my name
It's the end of your days
Who want war with the set
Live with the blade
Let you die by the blade
Who wants blood on his face
Flowing with
lethal plus we taking over
I’m getting older so I live by the new slogan
That Philly shit the barrel smoke will leave your head open
It’s open season
concealed, in the wheeler trucks
Shakwan put the rhinestone on the rims
Timbo King put the rhinestones on his Timbs
We live this life each and every day
We all
the city burn down and scream loud that it's litty
I'm the type to take a stand
Get someone by the hand
Bow your head and pray over the city
All
x 4
We run away slaves
(Run nigga run)
They say we free then put guns to our head
[Master P]
Now the cops try to arrest me
That's so consumed by the fakest
I leave em hangin like a curl when
I'm in the face of the fakeness
You ain't the king of the underground
'cause you live
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