Lyrics:
on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity"
Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king
Just drinkin' rum
And getting high
Listen to dub
Grip them pint
Get them buds
Spark the light
And get the girl
It's in your blood
Just drinkin'
It's an age-old score that's got to be settled
It's an age-old debt that's got to be paid
When the King breaks through in all of His glory
across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them low-low's, girl
(Still) takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets,
the king of the car shows
Dubs, when I ride to the club
Cruisin with my girls even rollin with thugs
I need dubs, 22's, 24's
Shinin in the hood I'm
where a new idea or an
old one in new form, is accepted by a minority,
while the majority is shouting treason,
rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist,
do?)
In the dungeon (the king likes Daniel more than me and you)
We could let him (oh no, what we gonna do?)
Rot in jail (we gotta get him out
the fire
Some of dem evil from they christen
So one by one them a missin'
Nah beat dem wit' bat na feed em gon fatten in a prison
When dingi drums start
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
just jazze on the beat again
Tappin on machines again its cracking threw your speakers in
That's what it sounds like when I'm in the South right
Put
I, I will be king
And you, shall be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
I will beat them, forever and ever
Cause we can be heroes, just for
Running the scene. It's the king of the cars
Down, baby in my new all stars
Gangsta's What are the gangstas
None of them make me
Riders throw your
Running the scene. It's the king of the cars
Down, baby in my new all stars
Gangsta's What are the gangstas
None of them make me
Riders throw your
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born,
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know?
You got them boys that pass by in
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a flirt
Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt)
Winkin' her eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm
Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's
Spittin' shells at you niggas like pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one 'cause I
that do you
The suckas that got the player hater venom
I want to take 'em outside and lay some slugs up in em
[King T]
When they need work
They
love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video
by your grace that I'm even here
So, how can I keep it hot?
*beat comes in* Like this...
[Singing]
M - my masterpiece, monumental
O - outstanding
handed
My pin ball crown to him.
Even on my favorite table
He can beat my best.
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest.
He's got crazy
Glides and Road Kings
Deep in my hindsight
You do it right or don't do it at all
Put that candy paint on it
Ride them twenty-threes homie
Custom seats,
dub now
We can't allow a letdown
Game started and they leading by a touchdown
Clock's tidkin down we almost at the halftime
Third and five and we need
everything alright
Momma cookin wit it pops teachin wit it
Dub made the track just so i can speak wit it
I got to have it everyday hour on the hour
Minute by
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