Lyrics:
better off by far.
He's not the man to hold your trust,
Everything he touches turns to dust in his hands.
Nothing he can do is right, he'd even like
Ike Turner on your ass.
Aw fuck
You wanna get jumped chump punk?
Come press your luck by our whole crew we all stone you,
Own you, for a while you
in a nine to five
Having 60 hour work weeks a salary with disguise
Wool over your eyes realize out there is a bigger pie
False promotion pawn to a king
my soul eiye eh
In your name we overcome
In his name there is victory
His name is powerful
The name of Jesus
Higher than other names
King of all kings
better off by far.
He's not the man to hold your trust,
Everything he touches turns to dust in his hands.
Nothing he can do is right, he'd even like
(Stylish cool c-List)
Life na turn by turn
If you find your own
Then I find my own ei show
Life Na turn by turn
If you find your own
Then I
angels broke cages
They seen animals, we made stages
Became famous by freein' the world of their own danger
Prison mentalities, we're all hanging from
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
gon' say, what you gon' say, say, say, say
Fuck out my way, fuck out my way, way, way, way
Spin on the block, by the turn, get chained from game
We be
like Common since
When your sense got that much in common
And you been hustling since, your inception, fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since
like Common since
When your sense got that much in common
And you been hustling since, your inception, fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since
Son of the light
Is an high rank king
Jah turn on the light
Strange in the land
Africanboi
Jah don
Nobody know what I feel
In my life this is real
As we declare you king yeah
I will seek you in the morning
And I will bless your holy name
Forevermore lord you are faithful
And I will live to declare
But death won't be long
The hood done let you down
Gotta find a way to make it out
Bought into the dream of a street king
Instead of championship rings
you best step away from the mic before I get Ike Turner on your ass.
Aw fuck
You wanna get jumped chump punk?
Come press your luck by our whole crew we
everything ends
Hail to the King
To the King of the Kremlings
To the King with the belly of brass
Sold your soul, I'll kick your-
BUTT!
Killing the Kongs!
rules
And your watered-down resistance turns to
Self destruction, losing sight of
A common cause, a common enemy
Direct inaction when you play by their
to leave it all behind you
You don't want to but life is passing by you
The hard knocks, got you twisted like dreadlocks
Catalogue your dark and set some
goals that approachin' him
They can't stop the win losing's not an option
First place locked in, get my trophy ready bitch
Turn your back on me only gon'
different people
We won’t be the same
I am supreme
You should obey
My flow is bananas
I’m bout to go Bape
Boy you a square
I can tell by your shape
You saving
Bonded by your darkest fears
Chorus
The Dark King switched the channel
Only to echo his dying wish
He notified his panel
cnd reassured the rich
and they borrowed theirs
Analogy when you comparing them to me
You see I do it for the love
And i'm empowered by the inner G
They do it for the power
lock my ass inside asylums
Got the sauce, got the magic, fuck your trials I'm moving to Salem
All the hate gotta go, gotta go, gotta go no Trey
My
your friends and fam behind
But fuck all that when I'm getting cut up with a knife
Lost in a moment that was just passing by
Sad look in their eyes
When
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