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Around the corner to Where the flex
Yea we call that the horna
And I got some stories for yall. So check it out

I was chilling by booth 15
Drinking to get

much bigger things, please
Chess is 3D, take a guess
Checkmate, King me like Presley
Every Kings death is depressing , I hope they been resting
I plan

The ghosts will dissolve along with their lies
As the Faithful and True King of Kings claims His bride
This story ends in a garden that's haunted by grace

mindset
Coked up, twitching by the blind, yeah
Switch up on the flows when I ride
Truck loads of the kush inside for the tribe
Are we high, yeah, fully

boys so backstreet
I never wanna hear you say you rapping like Teezy
Stop all that Lion King I got the streets going Rafiki
In the jungle I'm King Kong

(x2)



(Verse Two) 

Dark stance in the eyes of a king 

Fire halo in the shape of the ring 

Held by the horns that you made for me 

Never wanted this

They use to keep us in line 

Turn a blind eye to jobless millions 
Queues of wreckage to be broken down 
Leaders feed us their solutions 
Mistakes

conquer everywhere that I go
If you looking for me then you know I'm with the king
First I seek the kingdom then I don't worry about a thing
Say you knew me

She just want to fuck me with her hands up
Now I'm posted with King Wavery
Have 3,4,5 bitches savor me
Uh cause
Ever since you left me I've been

fulfillment than to be seen with [b…]
Rather happy, getting by, than wealthy, suicidal
Still be successful and help the few that I know
Prayers from my teens,

on the blind/ if this car can talk, just cruise everything fine, fuck flying/ if this dawg could walk, I'll make stacks, no cap, just facts/ I'm even dressing up

chose

Verse 3

Avoiding cases 
Fingerprinted by the cops 
My money aging 
Nervously waiting for the narcs
Back to the basics 
Snatched a connect from

Big a Little a

Crass

Christ the Album [The Crassical Collection]

1982

"Big A Little A"
By Crass originally recorded
In 1980.
Big A little A bouncing be
The sytem might have got you but it won't get me
1 2 3 4
Chorus:

spiked out, I can trip a referee, 
 Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… 
  
 In New York, 
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 
 Theres

Brrt, Aye
Snow Gang, Uh
CRIP
(Okay, okay, okay)
(Let's go, let's go, let's !)

Roll up a blunt and get high as a kite
She wanna fuck by the end

City Of Broken Crowns
Written by: Christopher Franklin 
crtist Name: dLyric
Purpose: clbum Single
Name of clbum: City Of Broken Crowns

Chorus 1
They

of despair
Liberty bell so shall I ring

It's clear as day, yet we're still blind to all the tricks
The lies and filth, the horrors hidden by politics
We're

ain't hard to hit 
Damn your life is hard
1 Food and Water
Damn your life you lost
2 To Materials?
Come in where you are
3 America
Hang out by them bars
4

party
But I ain't with the chill shit
So please bring ya naughty naughty naughty

Been dating for three months and I think it's time
You show me yours I

keep shutting down blind swordsmen
Like Kenshi, get bitches by the plenty
Death to many men, it'll be many
Now I take a sip of Ma, like it was Remy
I'm

Big A, little A, bouncing be
The system might have got you but it won't get me

1 - 2 - 3 - 4

External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do

(King of the whole galaxy)
(It's only one, one of one)
(When I'm gone, there's none to none)

Double R the Wraith (skrrt-skrrt)
Peekin' out

bounce back like their on string 
So why you so cold my g 
Man I got a heart which is so bold my g 
Just listen to my lyrics on an MP3
Coming from a steel

you ever felt weak smilez was your energy
trips across seas, show you the finer things
no more burger king it was fine dine, cuisine
and if it never had