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[King T]
But this will be a classic
Many facets to get that ass kicked
The alcoholic Don, call me King Tragic
Watch me speak the magic
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens and she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
Cause the bottom of the heap ain’t no place to be
Kissing somebody else’s ring
Always a pauper and never a king
Prayin’ someday that this will pass
your eyes
Oh though you were surrounded
By beauty unbounded
Your glances intended for me
And though I tried to hide it
I found myself looking
don't hold your breath (okayy)
I may flirt a little, me fucking somebody else may hurt a little
A tad bit but I'm asking
Who's the dude when you call be
Swear I gotta walk around like I'm cold hearted
I know come with the streets so you gotta be the smartest
I be ready, put a bosciat painting where his
head bleeder
A Paul Pierce shooter could be a Paul Bearer, life ain't at all fair
You could get smashed in your yard by a dodge in your lawn chair
None
Twas not in my time, twas not in yours,
but it was in somebody’s time,
there was a beautiful kingdom,
ruled by a King named Marcus.
One day, King
And their teasin' me with these 23's and these dvds in their ride
And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by
And have the nerve to wonder why/Chorus: I be robbin'
Mix Tape Messiah
Da King is here nigga
Ay what these other nigga talking
I don't believe that shit
I'm da king cuz I said it and I mean that
order plenty ammunition for the
Enemies that I got i'm the King
I'm just looking for my Coretta Scott
Bet I pop, like a boy band
I'm annoying to rappers
and felt I was alone
When I feel like braggin' I just up and say
I'm a native son of San Antone
There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be
on your lips
You can tell I'm grinding by my wrist
Anything can happen cause a broke man is an optimist
Well tell them I'll be waiting in suspense
I got
bet it hurt somethin'
I'ma shoulder shrug, just like Doug got my feet on
She say the sex on fire, Kings of Leon
I'ma beat the bitch, have her leave
( Leon Verse 1 )
kingdom conquer like im king author need need no WEAPON
monsters on my wrist they go bonkers sponsors from BEN 10
HOLY WATER
Rodney
Feel like the king when it come to this rap thing
And if I don't have a mic I'd probably crack things
A post star night serving things to crack
the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Nigga not trying, .40 my
From the base motherland
The place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big beef
go by you'll soon forget me
They say he was the king of bling, jewels, and Bentleys
Then they use one of my lines just to prove I'm guilty
Don't let
a front would trade their souls
A broken mirror?s the only hole for them
And for you who'd exchange yourselves
Just to be somebody else
Pretending things
One day you come across a cave which you explore all alone
Hours have gone by and by and you come across some mossy cobblestone
You get out your
the words that I bring
The ruler of the ring is Lord Ramsey
And music is made by Mark the 45 King
You tremble for my treble, you're begging for the bass
records
Grimey! If you choose to live by the gun, young one, with hits
Five nine is my height
If I was ever to grow, tell y'all a lil' secret
Nobody got
All I wanna do is lick her clean
Throw her on a table, take over by that label
Show her why they call my moses
And show her my king is able
Give it
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