Lyrics:
the funky bumrush
Smoke a lot of herb but I never hit the dust
I can wreck them efx 'cause I ain't got my check, baby
This ain't no punk shakin' shit, I'm
I give drugs to the thugs price-free
Handed down the game by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt players like me
Recognize the great King Tee, about twenty
Baby
What meanest Thou to cry?
Lulla, lullaby
Three kings this King of kings
To see are come from far
To each unknown, with offerings great
By guilding
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
to my thrive
Baby queen I am her, baby king
Our love takes flight
Soaring on angel's wings
the sound of angels' praise
To come for men with unkind ways
And by this Baby's helplessness
The power of nations is laid to rest
Jesus, Jesus, precious
We put the boom back in the boom-bap
The pre-bling rap, that Johnny Cash meets BB King rap
Yo, bring that back
When you hear it you can feel it in
I been living what I'm bout
Heard that I'm the realest out
Heard that my deliverance is heaven scent like an angel now
Heard that I been spending
to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich?
Come here baby why you always insecure?
Hold on tight to a nigga and be sure
My inhibitions, fighting
She bad no cheat sheet get money she'd need me
She only rock Cc she know I'm a Bb
Granted all her wishing call me genie
Beyonce drip but shid she act
office, the King on the throne
I spent my first three hours on the telephone
You know with newsmen reporters, and votes too
I had so many calls, I didn't
still do
Angels surround you to bring glory to the newborn King
The promised Messiah Emmanuel God with us
And my gift to you is everything I am
still do
Angels surround you to bring glory to the newborn King
The promised Messiah Emmanuel God with us
And my gift to you is everything I am
I've never seen forever
I've never seen forever in the wild
But now I'm lookin', now I'm lookin' in its eyes
Baby, you're my shelter
Shelter from
the message across the land
To where a baby lay
His name Emmanuel
Jesus Christ is he
Rejoice angels let the world see
Jesus Christ our king
His name Emmanuel
me be your king
You'll be my queen
Driving down the island streets
Just fly, high
Soaring through the skies
Like the angel fly
Does it hurt when you
make it hard for me to hold it up
I hear these peasants talking down
But I'm fixing on my crown
Ima King King
Catch me riding top down
With my Queen
The way she kisses so tenderly
The way she gives her love to me
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
detrimental, better watch what you say
This dream team bout green, BB King on my two way
Telling me, E.S.G. let me do a story on your life
To show the world
Got people who gonna ride for me
But they ain't goons or thugs
My relatives some priests and kings
Go ahead and pull the royal rug
Learning
a fool
I'm well connected like senators too
Got some storms in my mind But I still keep it cool
Cause We all King
You been blessed by my heavenly features
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
A love for my King
Jesus Jesus Jesus
A love for my God
Jesus Jesus Jesus
A love for my king
Jesus Jesus Jesus
A love for my God
Jesus Jesus Jesus
I miss you Angel arena
4AM
Chilln' with tonser, buh and we up
Hop in the club and we showin' some love
Poppin' a bottle, pour up a cup
BB the belt
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