Lyrics:
hand out
Tell em to run, tell em to run
I climbed up like King Kong
Looking like a dirt bag
Checking if my fleas gone
Laced up my chucks but I don’t run
Hit you on some slick shit
I'm the type to tell it like it is, it ain't no bitch shit
You want to be mi reina
Ain't nothing to King Capone-E, I'm
that dough like a mercenary
Can kill for less if I'm keeping it real
Can kill for none long as I feel like it
Tell the mayor a new villain is in the city
livin’ for the king
This that everyday thing
I’m just livin’ for the king
Now is it easy? Not always
But my eyes on Yahweh
I’m ‘bout this like all day
I’m
the victim
Acting like you wasn't involved
Changing wants into needs
To praise money to God
Like you don't know which is which
You the wizard of odd
I hope it
girl a by
The name of sister Rose
Drop fi mi hose an' mi lick her pon her nose
An' you favor any day goose
For mi say, love is all you've got
Say di king
killa,
Comin through like da return of Godzila
[Chorus]: [Ja and E-Dub]
Now can I tell ya
E and Ja top doggz, def squad,
Fuckin wit us is like
to you like
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
It's okay
You can run and tell your friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm
And doze off like snores, but odds like that with these thoughts I have's
Like a giant getting squashed by ants
If this is the test of time, I'd pass with
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
To cut-a da hair
To trim-a da beard
To make-a da bristle
Clean like a whistle
Dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God!
It take-a da
Let me tell you bout the King of kings who made me clean cause really I done seen some things
Let me tell you bout Jehovah Jireh souls' provider
The God boys are in the building
Phat E on the beat
Prayer
I go hail my King eh
I go hail my King eh
Make I hail my King eeh
And I no too shout eh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills
Shady, we're back!
Nothing can stop and nothing can change it
You better just make new livin' arrangements
If you think you the top and king
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
I'm tryin' to eat like Russel
Murda is my hustle But you keep chasin' yesterday, you goin' miss tomorrow
It's murda motherfucker we don't beg
Common roll the physics, so exquisite, thought I was in here dolo
No bro, somebody tell Soulo this not a solo mission
The deal closed, SoHo is it
Thought
won't die today ( No! )
Tell a hater to get out the way ( Move! )
On my momma I didn't go a stray
But they're calling me King Of The Streets ( Pow! )
tell
All the kings horses
And all the king's men
Had to find out Who, How, Why, and When
I do da Clarissa seems SO broken
By such a trivial minuscule
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
eaten up by you
You should know the reason for my delay
then you can eat me, however you want
Tell me fast, Don't waste time
I saw a Lion King like you
I'm a king, I'm a king
I ain't gotta fret cause I talk like a king
I'm a king, I'm a king
I ain't gotta fret cause I move like a king
I'm a king, I'm
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
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