Lyrics:
Looking at
All this rappers Iv been eating
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly
I’m a shot (short) caller
It’s like I’m on the phone with
That bag call I answer on the first right
And they say they still got love for the king
I live good but I get sick like the cold is back
Write my raps
the land of the blind the man with one eye is king
I manifest my scribes watch me do my thang
Tune into the vibe the frequency on pain
One life to live youll
Unless frame interest dame
Let's name who the king piece in the chess game
Chorus 4X
[Canibus]
Yo, we can battle in front
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
use somebody like the Kings of Leon
You a diamond in the rough where you come from, Sierra Leone?
They be throwing stones at glass houses but I'm
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
to a nightmare
Martin Luther the King
Without a queen, nah mean?
By any means, yaddadimean?
In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing
And I swear I had a dream, I
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
shit
(Kick yo' door)
On the block up where I live (On my block)
It get crazy where I live
Boy, you best not cross the bridge (Best not)
Shooters aimin'
like the same sense, seventeen beating cases
Same drugs and same names, different places
Same kick game perspective just switch lanes
Been hot for 4
to the Mohabi
Tash Diamond D and the Ro to the J
Amazing feats happen when we come out to play
[Chorus]
Out the funk bag of tricks
Just for kicks, I
that one take phenom
Take it above and beyond pions gettin' peed on soon as I put the beat on
Four pounds for the four crowns Kings de Leon
I told essays
strom troop
Niggas be like "King Tila
How you get that Benz?"
By sending birds to Oklahoma City
To my friends
I slang my gangsta funk
Through
with a lotta lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By
and a massage guess this what a king feel like
They can't hold me down they can't hold me down bitch I'm a king in real life
One two three four five six seven
the ring with four men, they'd have to get more men
With mops and towels for all the liquid pourin'
King Tee and Tha Liks, and Kurupt fuck it up like
I live my life inside of a book
Living in a fantasy world don't look
Cause I'm playing the part of the lonely crook
The king of broken hearts, in
just chisel our sculptures
The message is everlasting I prepped it before I gassed it
Serving knowledge like its Scholastic
Hitting four by fours Marvell
Know a dummy got left by the deli
Hit by a hallow was gushing like jelly
Real niggas that's all in my circle
Brodie got plays so I swung him
I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules
And do what I do by any means (c'mon)
Call him necessary, the great visionary
Born extraordinary,
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
When a Rogue's at
You're trying to hold back
His dough sack
And try to bozack
And he go cock
The 4 4 back
You chose that
So cut these ties
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