Lyrics:
money to slum kids, kings will pillows
Leave your body, yo, under the dumpsters
Take money suitcases, bracelets and cake mix
Come out the hole, this is
sittin' by the Benz grill
Not's a hundreds, it's lunch, kid, play fair
Stay here, feed your brother, be's a one, shit
Enough money to slum kids, kings will
Father God, we lost without you and we Need your help
We led astray by false pastors that done Sent themselves
Give me truth and give me death, but give Me
by firing John
Who now wonders when his life will begin
Ain't it confusing to search for the will and learn
When you find it that you've lost your
on your paws
And make a dog's brekkie of our quarantine laws.
They exist for a reason, for the birds and the bees an'
All our cabbages and peas and not
Introducing the Jamie Hewlett of rapper music
Influenced by Stanley Kubrick, exclusive for all my hooligans
Oh, we just recruit again, I can take your
a fort
In the midst of war, I find peace within
Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
I show love cause
Here is the proof: Christ it is the light
And when the light shines brightly, darkness goes into hiding
Openly, I'm in love with the God who sacrificed
benz you cant see me and my shhh
Baby if you love me
You could tell me all the truth
I dont want your love
Baby i been sinning proof
Shit
I been sinning
hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with forty
Dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch, it gets no love
She be cross country
a legend getting green lights
Ain't no need for me to stop, now what it look like
And by myself you know I shine, such a sure site
If you the one, here's
a new fit and my chain and my mic
I swallow the proof
Just to prove its a lie
I can’t trust your truth
Not a truth that I like
I’ma fight!
Even down
like cartoons, southern cities with large moons
Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my weird mix
What taste like hot
A long time ago there was a story told
In a country far away
There was a law passed down to all the land
That no crosses could be displayed
The king
to be the good boy
but the guy who seduces you and makes you a toy
I wouldn't die for love, I wouldn't save you from your sins
I wasn't made to be
kings and queen’s plundered foreign shores
To pay for their wars turnin once rich countries poor
Whoring for an empire grey smoke from the fires
Who knows
Let's shoot for the sky, I'm cupid with a bow
We flowing like the Nile, I'm cautious of the flow
Love is a beautiful thing You're a beautiful queen
Your
Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, of course
A nation of fearful men
And women
Born in a far-off land
A nation of heat and sand
A father who ruled by force
A mother who said, of course
A nation of fearful men
And women
your freakin' car for love
I make you sing "Hey Love" like my man King Sun
I freak the art of noise over all you toys
Better bring you boys, summon
receive you in all love and charity and shall leave you, your wives and children free without servitude, but if you do not submit we shall powerfully enter
Purpose
Vessel
Renew Your Mind
Aye no deficit
Always come with the win that's definite
Stay clean with the king that's etiquette
Way keen with
to the debt,
The blind leading the blind.
I fell in love yours, before I loved mine.
Discovered I'm a king
And now I'm just fine
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch
I broke down a few more barricades
Got me a few more accolades
Used to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's like Saturday
Surrounded by
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