Lyrics:
tail 'cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot
silent
and higher, and higher means to a world (?)
where all I need is prez
and that is my rent
just by fatting the rest
who won't admire it
won't rule
All Kings
All Queens
Yeah
We are all kings and queens
Don't let nobody tell you different
Don't let nobody stifle your dreams
Fuck their schemes
We
[Havoc]
1 2 1 2
[Prodigy]
Yo however do u want however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life back to reality
You walk a fine line
it serious
But every now and then
I wonder if the gate was put up
To keep crime out or to keep our ass in
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Pow,
came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing
'Cause I seen the greats do it with a great queen
What these kings have in common? They had
so blessed with you
Spend days and nights lay in bed with you
If I could be a holy man
I could hope your hands
Like Joffrey, the bloody king
I would
So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical, mystical, very
many can manage
So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical,
'm on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
we all on the line
Shit's we had to do, shit we had to rush
Uh dreams I saw from the window
Life is gettin' scary as i'm
Followed by the shadow
Momma
stride if we were burning alive
Burning alive
The jackals live by the candlelight
They live by the candlelight
Nobody's proving me wrong
They're all
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black
the rips and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my
haaaaair do
I wonder if Crystal Gayle has ever had a bad dream about being trapped with Ted Koppel,
And Mary Travers. Being chased by a wild pack
for yourself, uh huh, now
Yourself and nobody else, alright
I know that they tell you that I'm not true
And they would leave me if they were you
But
Nails (where)
In my eyelids now (what), I'm seein' diamond sales
Like I'm in Zales (yeah)
Without a doubt, by any means, if rap was skinny jeans
I
'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully nobody notices me
In produce hunched over, giant nosebleed
Ogre style as I mosey over to the frozen aisle
By the frozen
Momma didn't want me pass me to the left
Now I'm ballin out I'll probably do this to my death
Now she got a family, and I want a Grammy
Ain't that some
the capture
In the meanwhile back at the ranch
These actors they searching for cameras
IJS gotta pass em
But not Sebastian I'm past em
That's with that T if u
shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, may you change for the better
Back when Martin King
tail 'cause I'm in demand
One lonely Beastie I be
All by myself without nobody
The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot
Guess who's back?
Guess who's back? Guess who's back?
Guess who's back? Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
I've created a monster, 'cause nobody
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