Lyrics:
You my princess baby, got love for you
Ha ha
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah oh, J.E.
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah oh, J.E.
cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the Wise Men from Orient land
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our
we simulating the sims
They gave us white jesus why u prayin to
Him
I gave u black jesus and he comes from with in
L-o-v-e who u are u a
Gem
Lift Every Gate
(By Rzn8Str 2023)
Come and kiss the king, with your robes of fire and light.
You'll be sound and safe, in a chamber of moss.
Come
spaccacuori Ben Stiller
baby ti esplode il filler
se il Dick tocca le tonsille
sono stato sincero e il cuore si è fatto nero
tutto Total black l'essenza del mio
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Ayo, Hit-Boy, man
I need to roll up some of that fronto you got, man
I be seeing you smoking
Yo, how that I.E. weather?
Crystal bitches and ace hoes
It’s money in my name like Ma$e though
Body broad daylight, nigga no case though
Fuck the funny money niggas
I get straight
island
I don't want you here anyway
Hey
Fell in love with music at a young age when my heart was wrapped in chains
Living life now page by page
Riding
chopping off heads like King Arthur
People here are starting to hear you as the King of grime
because you're the one person that has stuck by this genre
cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the Wise Men from Orient land
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our
we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
drawn in by him
And I heard him call
Like a distant hymn
I retreated from the silence of my room
Stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
cradle we stand
So led by light a star is sweetly gleaming
Here come the wisemen from Orient land
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our
drawn by Shirt Kings
I been fuckin' they hustle, married to a racket
Since the first Air Jordan's and Starter jackets
I slept with a package, under
were here today, pa, how would they feel?
Sun shinin, jet past the block, cats rhymin
See King Gunner, he gained cream this summer
Rolled up
Priceless like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew gave it to me for three bags
Of heron, Don Baron, sniff a bag of blow
Fifth out,
took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of course
into slaves
School is for lames, man, these niggas join gangs
Fuck Martin Luther King, nigga, fuck change
Fuck peace, I want chains
G's on the internet,
knows the truth, He put light inside of you
He is peace, He is hope, He is Jesus
Lift your eyes, raise your voice to the King of all creation
He is love
the presence of my enemies
Forgiveness has set me free
Love is credited in the pain
His Word keeping me sane
My God answers by Fire
In humility setting me higher
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
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