Lyrics:
Stephen King was here
Orchestrating this surreal horror scene
Can't tell if it's real or perchance a dream
Since the author of this manuscript is me
Yeah
wish
Now I'm just stuck with a bunch of monsters
And the only way out is by shooting the shit
I've won me too many adventures, I'm waiting for problems
straight up, just like The P Is Free
So now you know, a poet's job is never done
But I'm never overworked, 'cause I'm still number one.
Cool Moe Dee,
You are all the woman I need
And baby you know it (know it, know it, know it)
You can make this beggar a king
A clown or a poet (poet, poet
You are all the woman I need
And baby you know it (know it, know it, know it)
You can make this beggar a king
A clown or a poet (poet, poet
I'm at
Listen ma'am I chill and relax
You gotta feel this is facts
Yea I'm healed to the max
Lover of love
Popper of bub
Penning tracks
Stoic Poet
Who's
You are all the woman I need,
And baby you know it (know it, know it, know it)
You can make this beggar a king
A clown or a poet (poet, poet
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey brother
Sacred in your life?
Kurt Cobain was so young
Sad to see this poet's gone
Yeah, you're chilling with a winner, in the sheets
Clinton to Lennon, sending baby, this just a beginning
Is what I told her
Do you listen to hip-hop
must I point you in the right direction
You need protection when I'm on the mic
Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe
You're a king, I'm
must I point you in the right direction
You need protection when I'm on the mic
Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe
You're a king, I'm
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
a thing quick and easy
Think slick, she better get wit the wick
'Cause foul, foul, foul is your style
You tried to run the race but you lost by
to the sky, Big, I did it, multi before I die
No lie, just know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and went straight
See I'm a poet
and right we chase a limelight life
While people dying tonight I mean
Yeah this world is pretty messed up eye for an eye surrounded by this fake love
It's no
need
Sugar bana mi o
Sweetie Melanie
Bigi bakasi
You are all I need
Star boy call me number one
While I be king girl you go dey my side
Charlie me
call you poet i’d call you farmer
You will not be called by me poet
These stricken suckas is soft often
And offed goners got in the cough of no cause
cheques up
Aye
Can we go and get the paper can we run it up
Lets go find a place to stay so we can count it up
Will you stay right by my side if we go
When you say my name
I go hard for the people in the streets
(real talk)
The king of the rhymes and the beats
(real talk)
Adidas is the sneakers on my
I'm chasing a bag
I'm getting right too it
Don't gamble yo life
Lil nigga might lose it
I'm back and I'm snapping
A poet on stage
One day they gone
You are all the woman I need and baby you know it
(Know it - know it - know it)
You can make this beggar a king, a clown or a poet
(Poet - poet -
years since a Hannibal track
I guess that means you know the King's Poet is back
meaning doesn't manifest put it to rest
I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it
It takes concentration for fresh communication
Observation, that is
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