Lyrics:
And to messiahs, the lyricism pariahs
I'm keeping the commas flying, my rhythm is never dying at all
What's a king to a god? Man what's a god to the kid
It's N-I-B
buy if your money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same,
need to be in my realm
And get to feeling myself
Kinda like hitting your face on the floor
Banging your head up against a brick wall
And all the kings
Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowing up like spontaneous human combustion
My consumption is the illest
Section eight, I know you
to be careful
Ain't no god around here to protect folks
When their homes getting pounded by hailstorms
Only lord they can bow to is hell born
Only kings
life
With me
Trips across the seven seas
The world is yours by any means
Front cover of them magazines
To frequent trips in limousines
I want
pain it's signed by me
I wrote a letter to my pain it's signed by me
I wrote a letter to my pain it's signed by me
Niggas want to hate, let them hate
dreams are really made of
A King and his Queen
Fuck the world, it's just you and me
Candles and Dr. Teals in your bath water
Just want to show you that I
Murder rap shit, I spit, for the vets who love it
By the time you read this letter
Your head gon' fly off your shoulder for lying
And I'm a be in bed
away
I thought I knew me yesterday
Whoever sings this song
Ducks on a pond, ducks on a pond
Very pretty swimming round
Greetings on you kings in
crawl town 'cause he hot now
Rippin' up your love letters, liftin' up her night gown
Right now somebody baby momma gettin' piped down
Kids in the next
No one is who they pretend to be
Close your eyes so that you can See
What y'all want from me
I'm sadiyq naji
King 19aji
King Saji
Es'Nineteen
name Nel
First letter C, last letter L
Six hundred fly by, what the hell?
V-12 full detail, sittin' on Sprewell's
Who in? Can't tell, too much tint
hands, and
Instead they give a hand held
And make you shoulder life's burden by your damn self
One thing that can't be debated
Power never changed
Accompaniment to illustrious vibration
The Kick-drum let's the snare pop
That boom-bap makes your head bop
To the musical melodies synthesized by the key
Bored
a shiv tryna make him leak
I ain't got time for the beef with a neek
You're all talk till we finally meet kneel for the king Better fall to your knees
King
bein' pimped by business merchants behind closed curtains
Got a King but was uncertain
Then they relationship stopped workin'
and left her hurtin'
Now
are my one supplier
Occupied with your love, ohhh
Put in work to get fly, ohhh
Friday night I got money
Just enough to get by, ohhh
I can't stop this
from hurricanes to a slow rain
Your thoughts are so plane, I rearrange your whole frame
Until my whole name grow out your brain like Rogaine
Letter by
United my people we live by the sword we move to the the beat here inside
Coming together a flow like no other a movement together we ride
No regrets
dastardly deeds that YOU do, dummy
Despite your degradations, +Dialect+ distributed by disc
$12.95 for record and $10.95 for tape
E - E is for
strength that is always accessible to you.
My Dearest Church,
In a world captivated by fleeting desires, I remain the eternal wellspring of life, and your
When tempted by the Demon
He brought a letter, with the seal
Of Paul - to one PHILEMON.
-HEBREWS is a wondrous tale
Of Prophets, old and true
"By
or forget it
Mama said eat your vegetables am
Picking out the letters
It will soon digest if you let the lyrics
Fly over your head like
Vultures in the desert
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