Lyrics:
even tho they ain't poppin'
Whatchu coughin? he said the 2002 mercedes bens e-class
How you payin? ehh I dunno all cash..?
(equipto)
I'm on the dash,
the townships
Bothered by me I’m the hottest MC
First album going plat s’B.I.G hayi gabi
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba (Siyekeleni ngeyi ndaba)
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba
Rally Around the Flag
The king is the bringer of death
Elected by white folk who are off on that meth
Yes I resist to my very last breath
Yes I
Dead bodies all around
Till I can't get up
Drinks all around
Till I can't wake
I Got the light on
See I switched it up
I found light like I'm Ben frank
the cabbage tree
Niggas mad at me and really ain't around me
For your anatomy it's fully automatically
[E-40 talking]
And I said to myself,
Ya know what
got no doubts (Nigga how you heard)
Heard it by the word of mouth
One, Two, fuck around and get chopped and screwed
Three, Four we kicking down ya door
cuttin the paper wit the pen
Yo, dilated could never be annihilated
I waited two albums too long , somebody violated
We migrated to global positioning
(Yeeeah) Karen Son the Album
I ain't got a date but I'm working
I got 'em
Ayo
I got 'em
From the point of no return when they thought it was over
I'm the beast from the east don't let me clip you in the head
I bet a mil you won't survive another set
Say my name like candy man consider me the king
You can't deny the energy of a overcomer
Blue bomber jacket for the winter
Baby I sobered from the King Cobra
Scholong like a horse bitch bend over
to make noise, the drummer boy drummin'
Dummy, that's how you niggas act around me
Yeah I know, the charisma is astounding
And the talent it overflows
around all the time it's the same songs
Everybody tryna follow trends tryna hang on
No one tryna be original
They do anything to tryna get big
No albums
of Bimmers (Brr)
Niggas got rich off the
Blender and the eggbeater (Whip up)
I don't bang, but my brother bang red
He a demon
Got the bandana around the handle
Dem niggas not around they cant tell my shit
Had to cut em off
Pray my demons get lost
Real stayed around
Gotta toast another round
For them niggas I
an album now its finished
Been around, outta town
Life be like a game of quidditch
Got some goals, got a few
You will never catch me quitting
Gotta focus
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
the jewelry
Then run around frontin like they money is filthy
I'm in the game to clean minds, fuck you want?
I had coke for too long, I supply that boat
as Weezy's
As a humble king the truth is I'm inspired by Cassper and Meek Mill
But I'm damn cool like Ivyson I'm the realest I'm the Wizkid
I'm lyrically deep
And by any cost coughing cuz we geeking out
You'll need a coffin cuz that caption says no geeks allowed
Peep the crown
Fucking up a check off just that
shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got
Tellin your friends I was weak
And you was never makin a sound i'm a king
You can tell by the shape of the crown
I can sling
Ain't no bird-brain makin me
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
people looking for a dragon (Ha)
If you ever put me on your album
I ain't gotta talk man you already know the outcome (Now)
Hwan na ɛ'bringi fire no ma
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