Lyrics:
of physics - paid God a visit - then woke up in a motherfuckin' Honda Civic -
Shit nigga, I live fast
Visine, Ozium and Zig-Zags
RuPaul on a blunt... Big
progression
I don’t acknowledge aggression live it up in the present
Yeah I’m a king
I’m the Patron of peasants
God is with me
I am truly humbled by his
Fuck these dudes,
They ain’t got nothing for you
You already got what you need
Baby girl you do it with ease
Show em what you made of
You been waiting
As the fog begins to clear, they see the prodigy that lives in me
A king born to make a name it's something like a prophecy
I'm told to stop and wait
woman and child
I drown in the darkness of my own making
Crowned by frost as the king of my dead
Unable to fathom the visions of demise
I was the one
Malcolm it's by any means
Do it for Martin cause he ain't get to live his dreams
So let's get it Kings and let's get it queens
Welcome to the vibe hops
In my mind we should be perfect to live like kings
You always cheated
You always did it
Always fucked up
But never broke up
Never tried to be the part
Here our soldiers stand
From all around the world
Waiting in a line
To hear the battle cry
All are gathered here
Victory is near
The sound will
Drivin' through Jersey headed for D.C.
Look at all the boarded up factories
All the kings men have a summerhouse in France
But you and me live
Ima legend like vinny
I'm the king like kenny
Counting every single penny
While I'm sippin on the henny POP
But can't mix it with the coke
If you know
unless we get violent
Wildin', this is for my niggas that smoke weed
Live life by the day, count the proceed
Blow it back, blowin' cash in the OZ
Prospects are bleak
We can't win
There is no hope
No time for lament
End of the rope
Our lives are spent
We have held out for months
Hoping for
don't make up the check!
words, i just live here,
same stuff, different part of the mess.
sole:
disowned collection, joined metronome, leave
own
Cause you came in by yourself so you're leaving all alone
Until then for me im just gonna burn it up
Mother fuck the rookies all the way up
of where your granny at
Niggas in jail waiting on their appeal
I’m from New York where the love’s so fake but the hate so real
Wasn’t for bad luck, I
bitch, I won't sit around waiting my turn
King of the curses, put 'em in urns, yeah I don't think that I could ever return
But I was always a man of my
higher, higher, higher
I've been waiting, I've been sitting thinking 'bout this situation
Like I'm MLK, I'm speaking out against the segregation
I can make
naked body on D's
Do or die is the motto that we strive to live
Do a muthafuckin drive-by on your wife and kids
From every hood to block to park to street
those pretty places I know you’ve just been waiting for
I know, I know bout your dreams
I know if you want them, boy, you’re gonna need a team, and
I
feeding the mouth that bites you
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham
The king is dead, long live the king
Little
what you thought, this not L.A
So we ain't driving by, we gon' pull up and park
Catch you at the light, make it get dark
In the night when bitches
than any spot(uh huh uh huh)
My Tacos will make you Fart (fart)
****stunta
I get it my way(yeah)
Its however I want it
I don't live near by
But I'm here
After You're Gone (Music: J.WesterlundP.Linman. Lyrics: J.WesterlundA.Linman) We were young, you and I Had the night on our side I was King, you
We must fight
I repeat it sir
We must fight
There is no retreat
The war is inevitable
And let it come
I repeat sir let it come
Beats by Jayy Whatcha
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