Lyrics:
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out
Word up, just be about what you about dogg
Knowhatimsayin, just play at your own risk
Act like you know bitch
like some sex on a Friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other
like some sex on a Friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
For some private sex
We by the ocean tonight
I pop a percocet
Shawty pop a X
We gettin' faded tonight
Shawty wanna rock with the best
She gon' forget
Xes lliw eb yrotadnam yliad
Ylthgin, this women need to be living by it
Stay fit n' way driven paste it and dye it
I am the king killer captain
[Chorus]
Imagine if we could live
Imagine that, imagine that
In this world without hate and prejudice
Stop the violence, break the silence
a poison cancer Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moon lit skies, A flare melts off my balls, as ordered by my secrete fairy dancers Blood
hit it all day
Something like a rising star that's on Broadway
Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
through the maze
Smoke filled rooms, breathing in purple haze
Po' nigga's on the bricks his whole life
He ain't got nothing to live for, so fucking
We getting wrecked by these labels with no latex
Selling sex we wear our worth around our necks
These itty-bitty Fool
Minuscule mumbling mouths
There are babies with guns beheading their friends
In shopping malls around the world
Yet somehow the Kings of Leon still find time to write songs
back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my
wool and His eyes were a flame of fire
Feet like bronze, voice like waters, and a face that shone like the sun
Jesus
So shall it be
Jesus
So let it be
of some of our peers
Like my homie Jamal Pryor aka Slo Mo
Had them rhymes that was hot fire
But Chan say, We all live to die. Don't ask no questions why
out the window lobby
Similar sex, revolution and techs on the death
When niggas shoot for extra loot and respect
Live and direct effect from the C-O
of Judah
The the
The Lost King of Judah
Uhh
Yeah
Ducking tears like it's drive bys
I stepped out in my faith
Like a nigga had 9 lives
My faith is wavering
Wake the monster, Shake the tail
Stoke the fire, Start the game
Cigarette, whiskey, cocaine, psychedelic sex
Revelation, Genesis
Mister Jack, Mister
it
Try to put her in a box
Always call her high saditty
She from the West Side
But she live a lifestyle
Like
Sex and the City
From the West Side
But
Born with a fire, a desire in me I’m a fever in your cold embrace Wanted more when I got the taste Played by your rules
Watching the cheaters lead
I
compliment the yellow gold
Slid me 10 digits for the telephone
Deleon, king of the jungle like El Leon
Yeah my belly grown cuz I'm doing better
We earned our
like King Leon
Scarce of loyalty gonna break the bond
Middle finger to the hater when I respond
Middle finger to the hater when I respond
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