Lyrics:
on it's own
I don't ever wanna bow down a lot
All I wanna do is call the shot (Oh)
Ain't nobody got me on speed dial
In my head, I'm ahead by a mile (Of
average Joe, switch it up right na
Presidents don't deserve more precedence
Than the king of kings, nah
Play it smart right na
How the KKK claim to be
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
thicker
when you think its all good
down bows another nigga
to the grave 6 feet deep
I've never seen a man cry but I'm not Scarface G
Respect the King
So you know you gone win
Shawn Carter
The King of New York
R-e-s-p-e-c-t
We flexing heavy on our way to the top
We getting money
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms
mad when
All you clappin' when the bench plays
I take it personally MJ
Rappin' and endin' careers
When I'm holdin' mics so, it's only right
That I get
own
And I'm sorry baby won't you come home?
[Ben:] You said that we'd been defeated
But oh I am so addicted
Your love is all I need to get by
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
reload
Dropping bombs off on Satan all temptation explodes
It's so glorious
My life with Christ victorious
Ride 4 the King til the E-N-D
Used to ride
You will all remember my name;
Sherlock Bones.
True king of the Devil's throne.
Let the rivers run blood, and be purified
By the fire, royal flames,
Central Park was a thrivin' black town
Yo, Chuck, I'm fightin' the power right now
Thank you, Flav and P-E, puttin' it down
Puttin' your life on the line
It's like the hate will never stop
So we gotta do better
Stop all the violence
This shit right here is getting too real
It's too much attacking
And not
the way)
I'm officially part of the holidays like Mariah now, nigga (wow)
Let's go
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop, it's part of hip-hop
Will
that killer
But don't mistake me for that
I get mad when I think this ting got
Me spitting with people like
Boya and Saskilla
Look right it's not what it
its fragrance.
Tz'ror hamor dodi li ben shadai yalin. My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
over the hump camels waiting
Never gave up, most of my peers forsaken
One make it, we all make it but I delivered that patient
King chronicles, never
a young king
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Remember all them nights man, when we didn't have a thing
So it's only right a nigga
Eet me op
Ben als een topping
Ben aan de top als een King
Kijk naar me bling
Ben een lekkerding
Krijg je al zin?
Ik ben all in
All in met ze 2e
Kijk
sai, che memori e ti struggi, da me tanto rifuggi?
So ben: le angoscie tue
Non le vuoi dir
Ma ti senti morir
Mimì
Io vedo ben che quella poveretta tutta
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
the world is yours and all the world is mine
You can see it too if you open your mind
(CHORUS):
Mind over matter
You really don’t matter
I’m King of Nazer
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