Lyrics:
the last album
Don't smoke weed or smoke the seed when I blast barrels
Clap Harold in the ride with cane
Nigga's get burnt lyrically I'm supplying
still be
Able to feel me
Even if I'm not talkin about tryin 2 kill me
The king of darkness can no longer conceal me
This could be my last sad song hopin
you
Do you know
There are slackers there are people who are
Satisfied by delivering everything they have
– with their knowledge
Their financial
explode
We visit Grandma to have tea
But not like the tea from that King Diamond album "Them"
Where the house is like possessed and his grandma gives him
threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I
meant something grand.
Ocean King: By royal decree, you may now take your leave.
All: This time’s been all we wished it would be…
[Flute outro played by
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
and it ain't luck
If 20 years after his first single, his name's stuck
From '74 to '99, did novice to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel
On the top is where we belong
It's like we're King Kong
M4 made the beat that we're on
And it's a hit song
Ain't nobody holding us down
Shout out to Hong Kong
Let's hear it one more time, one more time, one more time for the king!
I get what I want, chopping you down exposing the tree trunk, open you up
album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you
BY HADASSAH VINCENT
BARUCABAMUSIC GLOBAL NETWORK
VICTORY AT LAST ALBUM
RESURRECTION POWER
Arise arise arise
Do your good pleasure in our lives
Make
damit wheres the rock
I get inspired by boos and who you are
When they ask I laugh
Sign autograph
You used to cut my hair
Oh really my bad
Life moves
a topping
now he is chalking now he is walking album dropping
never stopping king here have no fear when he,s talking
musics popping top of the pops now hes
dead
Dem vex true we hail King Selassie instead
Gimme some space and mek I burn dem red
Well nuff gyal a say dem want fi come a stage show
And spar
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
drinks
Haunted by the thoughts of
Second album sophomore jinx
Where did I fail? Death threats
Woke up in cold sweats
Thinkin' about all these murders that
look good today"
But what about yesterday? Like
What are you talking about?
"Oh, you look real nice today" (Nah, yeah)
There's only one day, by the way
anymore
Oh I don't even want this
All this silver and gold
I never asked for it
It was given to me
By the Silver and Gold King in his will before he
Before
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