Lyrics:
bad you want it
Pull out your badge for whoopin' ass and flash it on em'
Nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
No one's more
over the hump camels waiting
Never gave up, most of my peers forsaken
One make it, we all make it but I delivered that patient
King chronicles, never
"The King is here!"
So I headed toward stage, to make a speech
about the new style of living I was gonna teach, uh-huh
If I ruled the world
know me, son!
"Yeah! Twenty!"
They don't know me, son!
"You got some more in you!"
"Come on, we wanna see it! Good, twenty-two!"
Who's gonna carry
and the price is high
Somehow she can't help but cry
In a world full of fantasies
Reality can hurt
It's about the fiction
The odds won't favor her
Your success took a shot at you
What are you gonna to do now?
How are you gonna kill it?
You're gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, you can be
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Your success took a shot at you
What are you gonna to do now?
How are you gonna kill it?
You're gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, you can be
a shroud
We, the people, have spoken
We're gonna shout it loud
(Shout it out loud)
King of the mountain
Gonna take a slide
King of the mountain
Nowhere left
going on
Big steely borrow
Somehow I've got to make it to tomorrow
Can't depend, on no-one else
Comin' up the hard way I've got to save myself
Check-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out
Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock
I don't wear a cup
what's going on
Big steely borrow
Somehow I've got to make it to tomorrow
Can't depend, on no-one else
Comin' up the hard way I've got to save myself
enough to know
Know every word you're gonna say before you even think it
But somehow every joke you make is funnier each time around
Your laugh is such
Pull out your badge for whoopin' a- and flash it on em'
Nobody's gonna back you in the corner, you're a hornet
No one's more ignorant then you f- four
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
Losing mama, really did it, demons really gonna get it
I'm looking for the light, I'm asking you open
And losing all of my inner good and the hope with it
Gave it up didn't save it
Tried to build a temple but he wasn't allowed
God said I'm gonna make you a house
Yeah I'm gonna make you a house
The ideal
[Originally by Albert King]
Born under a bad sign
I been down since I begin to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have no luck at all
what it is, you know what it isn't
She just get it poppin' every time daddy visit
Drinking by the pool, go ahead and take a dip in
Life is but
You touch, touch, touch the sun in me somehow
I say this all the time
And it breaks this heart of mine
When I can't decide
Does it make sense
unhealthy produce
The artist intent never intended to speak
Make a speech and ss stutter worse than Albert the king
Therapist put a dent in my mind
It's all
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
'Cause the longest ride makes the crowd go wild
Who's gonna open up the gate?
No hope of riding to the eight
We ain't the cowboys, honey, we're
what's going on
Big steely borrow
Somehow I've got to make it till tomorrow
Can't depend on no one else
Comin' up the hard way I've got to save
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