Lyrics:
got a trap queen that'll up the pole (Woo)
If a nigga talking that fuckin' smoke
King Trippie ain't no fucking joke
And I rep my hood like a fucking
you sway with me?
Go astray with me? (aha)
King and Queen of the weekend
Ain't a pill that could touch our rush
But what will we do when we're
to see without speaking
Take off your coat, take notes, I am teachin'
A class, or rather school, cause you need schooling
I am not a king or queen, I'm
everything
By your side I felt like a winner
Cause every queen needs her king
Sweet little sinner
We have done everything
By your side I felt like a winner
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
of chemicals, it
Eventually comes down to Harley
In a harlequin suit
Dancing with a suit-wearing Joker
They became the king and the queen of Gotham
Cityand god
we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
with Nat King's aesthetic
Half dream, half machine with a black queen's
Get naked for a dollar from a scholar like me
Not at all bothered by what
Eighteen, caught my first case
Had to fall back
Ten years of probation probably
Set us all back
Started public housing, now we Kings
Grandma and Mama, we
you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you
Show
now, and to my Queen I live and I stand devout, by the Axe-Head's Feel, and my Arrow's Clasp , a King that lives and seeks to reclaim at last
I cast off
your forehead with that fake crown
Aint none if it aint none of the above
You wanna be a king and a queen
How much logic does your head weigh
You cant be
Pray you, mark.
(sings) White his shroud as the mountain snow
Enter King.
Queen: Alas, look here, my lord.
Ophelia: Larded with sweet flowers
Which
Old man Bodey sits on his own by the side of the bar
Drinking slowly, resting the boots that he's carried so far
Once was a gambler, 5-card poker
What make me the Queen
Is that I’m gonna be a real b**** by any means
And keep my lace front cute and talk my s***
I’m slaying things (talk yo s***
are Kings and Queens
You don't have to worry bout a thing
This is the time for you to wake up to your dreams
I need to feel this all across the earth
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets
for anything
You're my queen and I'm your king
You're not just the one
You're my one
Had our ups and downs
Both our pains and smiles
But you've never
to believe
That the star in her sky it was me
But we were through before we could start
Cause I'm not a king
And she is the queen of hearts
I have always been
when we were kids
And kings and queens living off the grid
Leave at dawn back with stars in the sky
We ruled the world as it rolled on by
Tell me how
I...
Empower my king
You...
Take me to places we never been
You Know...
I'm your Queen
I'm loving that you here with me
Every time you move make my
know what to do
I will be by your side
I'll be there to dry your eyes
your my queen
Im just a common man
who wants to be your king
I promise that I
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