Lyrics:
niggas and thugs
Eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
Blood for blood coming to a theater near you
It's all love guns for gun streets filled
With rivers
of the box
Nobody moves, if somebody knocks
Nobody ever hears the phone
Conversation's a memory
Someday, they'll get a life
With the remote control in the bin
to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack
to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack
refuse
They sent who a text and told em I ain't around
Bitch I ain't gone I'm sitting on my throne
R.E.E.Z.Y.X King Of Legends till infinity
Fuck with
I'm your king baby you're my queen
Drop it low baby in them jeans
Dancing on the floor like it's Billie Jean
Drop it on the floor girl you do it so
Rugby
So in this field, you can't stop me
You're damn salty
But e never go matter prolly cos I'm a King already
They calling me Shatta Wale
From Labadi
a thing
Never gave a fuck 'bout what they felt
I was loyal to myself
Vest up on my chest, gun by my belt
I play what I was dealt
Cheat on who you with, you
To *'Stand By Me'
Like Ben E. King said
The rest of my life
Listen!
Baby! Baby!
It's too (late)
You're too late to wake up
(It's too late to wake up)
reapin up, and no keeping up with the Jonses
Long live P.E. and ban Guns'n'Roses
New Kids on the Block, stick to pop
No more making black songs, wack songs
You come to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music
Everything is fine
You're in the mood
just to see my niggas happy (woo)
Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin' for the right way to do the wrong things (huh)
With my new bitch that's
light it yeah
Top floor with an elevator thats for the whip that I'm riding
Parachute with this new drip I'ma show you how to get flyer
Watch out
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
And they own up to 'em quickly
Real men take the heat
You can call it Dirk Nowitzki
And they do it cause He did it
Motivated by the King
Moving every man by
a movie by that ni**a Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet you like the hot tub (Whoa)
Clean up Aisle 7, damn somebody gettin' mopped up
rumble,
Rocking my ship just to see where I stumble
I’m bigger than Ben and I ain’t gonna fumble
Call me Mufasa real king of the jungle
The devil hum
the lies you caught
Many sheeples move like bots
Programmed by too many lies they bought
Came with eight bullets now on the forth
Eyes on God He calls
want to lose, Nope
If you stand with Christ then eternity you'll gain
But if you deny Him, He will do the same, Umm
D-A-V-I-N-E S-T-A-R-R, two r's
She's
you gon' compete
When you face to face with the elite
It's 7-1-8 like Snoop Dogg is 2-1-3
My metro card is platinum in these New York streets
Please
the picture for peace
Large wishes dismembered in several scenes
I'm Kubrick with chemistry
You're degenerate, generously
Poor me, poor, poor me
Got them
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
a Porsche Box, stashbox, got a new Glock
In a shoot-out with anybody that you got
45, no lie, no problem
If he got his jewels on, I'm a Black Rob him
Nigga,
the Man on the plateau
King Buford is dead
Did you hear what I said?
Maruchan Man, it's me
Am I your new King?
Sitting on the throne
I feel so at home
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