Lyrics:
Late in the evening out in the square
A man in a raincoat standing there
We met by the lamp where the newsboy cried
He stole my heart with his
and knelt
To reveal the cards it had dealt
An ace, three jacks, two queens, four kings
Then turned them into burning rings
The flames jumped out
Big strong lovely bodyguards
Put the foot into of steps
That way take you to the king
Sweaty nasty dance cellar
Its the most exciting
a civilized manner between the two of us
But until then I would a love see you again,
Me know we have for play it by the stupid rules of men
I said if we never
of your mind when you rhyme
The term Chino's Latin
But I got black soul
Flows I creates "Unforgettable" like Nat King Cole
Bulletholes through
And let's get cozy, let me mow the.. lawn
'Cause you know we got it goin on.. and on
To the pawns, to the kings, to the queens
To your chest, checkmate
gift
Temptation had me by the balls
He sold me a dream, and I fell in
For no reason except I'm a fool
To sign away eternity with one stroke
stream
Where no one knows my name
I'll be long, long gone
"On the slopes at Courchevel
The news from the Gulf War is relayed
By loudspeakers
jump she ain't gon trip and ask why...
she gon say anything for my king, how high?
I swear I can't recall her ever tellin me a lie
plus she always tell
You, me, and all the kings and queens
Buried in the junkyard,
And every time the herald Cherub sings
We rattle with the car parts
I was born
you make me think of sexual things,
Just a boy and a girl, just a king and his queen,
Only a person that has felt love would know what I mean,
(what is rap?)
Rap is slang, from the streetcorners of yo' brain
Each rap is a picture, painted in a gold frame
Ladies is queens, niggas that rap is
Big strong lovely bodyguards
Put the foot into of steps
That way take you to the king
Sweaty nasty dance cellar
Its the most exciting
your attention
Always seems a battle
I'm a cool guy
I don't want no hassle
You be the queen
I'll be the king of the castle
Come back, baby
Come
The castle's have no kings the
Castles have no queens
The people are all words there
Sung by the singing tree
Today I got a phonecall
On my answering machine
It
chess set, king and queen
I might be your knight or
Somewhere in-between
take with one, the other smite
If he be me you'd call your king
Then lead by me and give you strength
My protege I hold in high
In words of wisdom so
by the twos for the vanguard
Just a little Common Sense and a lot of competition
Took me from a Lost Boy to a freestyle event
Over Swiss Beats bled
a nigga like a fuckin' ash
Two twins, Mary-Kate, Ash' (yeah)
Two dicks up a bitches ass
My dick, my Glock, girl (uh)
That's what I mean by that (yeah)
AT THE FRUIT
THAT'S ALWAYS THE CHAMP
Verse 2
THE KING SAID HE INVENTED
PITANGA
PITANGA
THE QUEEN SHOWED AFTER
HOW SWEET PITANGA WAS
Lyrics by N. Claflin
the seat of king
I'm looking for a queen nah mean norma jean
Where you at baby girl with your tattoo key
What your history tell your mystery
A private dancer
unseen
With gifts from Kings and Queens
Keep on pushing on
Until all has gone
For you, you and you
Now the day is at an end
And the journey has been done
resurrection of their spirits
To a new home in the sky
Where kings and queens bow
To hear them play
On the next page I can smell the yellow roses
You brought to this world our baby girl so fine
A princess for the queen I was such a happy king
You're both
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