Lyrics:
Yeah Yeah
Seuss
(I can't really love you cause you boring, but I really wanna see you in the morning)
Look
Was supposed to come off the bench
But now
charged with?
He claims he is king of the Jews.
You have a law court use it.
But Roman policy does not allow us
To crucify anyone.
At this, Pilate goes
Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar
This is king Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw
Fix your
(Why did you leave me?)
You cant leave me by myself like this (oh, oh))
You cant leave me by myself like this
(Why did you leave me?)
You cant leave
feeling it too
Can we keep up with the ruse?
Ah ah (hey)
B-bodies all through my house
I know this story by heart
Jack and Jill got fucked up
the morning dew betwixt thine thighs
As I removed my source of Grecian power
As if King Midas dared to touch the skies
Upon thy body fell a golden shower
majesty, my King
This man is a master of spell
He spoke some words
He'll take advantage of you
There's a danger but you won't even see
In the morning I
heart n given her my all
Asalamalekun, this is the cry of a god
I'm dancing with my demons but by morning they'll be gone
Asalamalekun, Malekun Salam
Big
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
by her Waist
Babe don't run away
Take this feeling im giving
I'm drilling to wetter place
Baby girl we need another sheet
Leave her with her Coochie
the Father, praise the Son
Praise the Spirit, three in one
God of glory, Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings
And the morning that You rose
All
recording
GMC taking over nigga this the warning
(Yeah)
The next nigga on the mic
(Yup)
Goes by the name of King Gedo
(It's King)
He really needs no
people always seem to shout
At three in the morning
Three in the f**king morning
Yell for Tré once more
My alloy sits by the door
Rhythm-knocking lovers
that wouldn't be true
Wouldn't be me
Yeah
It wouldn't be G Ha
Live my life for the king Ha
Straight as a seam
I been redeemed
By His beam
I came out
broke my shackles tabernacle in my soul
So I count my blessings
Woke up this morning with a smile on my face
I gotta count my blessings
Through the rain
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Let my nuts & Mic hang
No one ever knows the drama
That I might bring
Chilling with the drama king
But this ain't Broadway, mane
Armed forces, more
sold down the river for a good time in the ruff
Hurt by love, and now I've had enough
this will be the last time I ever get hurt by love
I was a black
Okay, this is the picture
Johnny's been hurt, he's hurt bad
Look, we can't leave him here, we can't
Look, he's in a pool of blood, he's gonna
the king is doing this?
My Lord, We have no idea what so ever, why the king has issued such an order.
Do whatever the king ordered you to do for you are
This is Yours sincerely two
Give or take like a fairy tooth
I'm going all out for you
Eyes wide open time is two am
in the morning
We living for
the morning, I'm smoking their team
On this side, got a trunk full of things
Bet she choke if she's smoking with me
Got that gas, I just smoke out of the p
when I trip
And I bang when I hit
With the thang on my hip
We gon slang all this shit
I'm the king
You a fiend
Like a stream
I am seen
By the masses
Even
hard again
I'm the king of the jungle
Getting this cake like I'm entermains
Whole lotta cash by the bundle
Pull up the whip matchin all the tints
They
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