Lyrics:
’m multi-faceted bitch
Ain’t nothing stoping me
Just like Arthur
An uncrowned king
Survival of the fittest
And let’s admit it
Even from a distance you can feel
Of the one who rules me
That came here with nothing
And conquered the grave
Whose words are a sword and
Whose blood can save
I am the king
A man of reputation
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
become very short tempered.
I am very sorry if I have hurt you by my words.
Your majesty,
there is nothing new in you scolding me.
At the end of the day,
who have to judge you
Vietnam understands what you going through
Lately I've been thinking
About them Ben Franklin's
And I've been drinking trying
And I never came down from the last time
But that don't mean nothing
Niggas still climbing
Bitches popping bottles and they
Sipping pink diamonds
I
don't mean nothing
I rock the rhymes .E does the cuttin'
Call it shownappin' I take a hostage a night
Dog shit and break out on the next flight
This
Fuck who got next cuz I got now
Heading to the top while you talk down
Family on my back and they stay proud
Didn't get where I'm at by sitting
you king
I know who you are
You're a nobody
Watch me knock your crown
And make you bend the knee
I'll make you bend the knee oh oh oh oh oh
Thy love is
Toño, e be like say I go upgrade my career... by lightening my skin, looking posh, straighten my nose, pump my azz, you know... make I do many
little league
For all those who sat by themselves at each assembly
The ones who didn't have no posse to sit at lunch with
Yeah, yeah I get you dude
Makin'
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo dragon
that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he
for my
As I float
Brand new shell for my ghost
Tattoos all on my coast
Throughout history
It has been the inaction of those who could have acted
And this ain't got nothing to do with a scale
Or being g-, little f-, but by the way
Thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar
health
I have nothing else
My word and my balls
Knowledge is my wealth
really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the
Game y'all praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me
I just kept it real with y'all,
And made me grind harder
Who'd ever thought I would make
My dreams a reality
Own family thought that they was
Gone have to bury me
Took my momma 9 months
the king! I am the king!! Uuuuuh!
Do you even have a clue of what they put me through?
Used to feed me sloppy food through a bean chute.
Stripped me down
'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fucking Baby, got these rappers in my stomach
Yummy, I'm taking it, I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell
'm loud in living color
It is Weezy Fucking Baby, got these rappers in my stomach
Yummy, I'm taking it, I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell
(what)
Killer king is the hospital
Feelin' numb from the bullets I hum
And when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit
Fool I'm a vet
a dream
Sellin that D
Tall-T Jabo Jeans, gas tank on E
Its some money by the store
You know a King gone EAT
She could of been a good girl
She could have
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I
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