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recording
GMC taking over nigga this the warning


(Yeah)
The next nigga on the mic 
(Yup)
Goes by the name of King Gedo
(It's King)
He really needs no

people always seem to shout
At three in the morning
Three in the f**king morning
Yell for Tré once more
My alloy sits by the door
Rhythm-knocking lovers

that wouldn't be true
Wouldn't be me
Yeah
It wouldn't be G Ha
Live my life for the king Ha
Straight as a seam
I been redeemed
By His beam
I came out

broke my shackles tabernacle in my soul
So I count my blessings
Woke up this morning with a smile on my face
I gotta count my blessings
Through the rain

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

Let my nuts & Mic hang
No one ever knows the drama
That I might bring
Chilling with the drama king
But this ain't Broadway, mane
Armed forces, more

sold down the river for a good time in the ruff
Hurt by love, and now I've had enough
this will be the last time I ever get hurt by love
 
 I was a black

The Friends of Mr. Cairo

Jon Anderson

Friends of Mr. Cairo

1981

Okay, this is the picture
Johnny's been hurt, he's hurt bad

Look, we can't leave him here, we can't
Look, he's in a pool of blood, he's gonna

the king is doing this?
My Lord, We have no idea what so ever,  why the king has issued such an order.
Do whatever the king ordered you to do for you are

This is Yours sincerely two
Give or take like a fairy tooth
I'm going all out for you
Eyes wide open time is two am
in the morning
We living for

the morning, I'm smoking their team
On this side, got a trunk full of things
Bet she choke if she's smoking with me
Got that gas, I just smoke out of the p

when I trip
And I bang when I hit
With the thang on my hip
We gon slang all this shit
I'm the king
You a fiend
Like a stream
I am seen
By the masses
Even

next morning Lexie wasn't there

When this night is over
It's gold palaces diamond rings
Ridin high in clover
We'll be livin like kings

Years went by

hard again
I'm the king of the jungle
Getting this cake like I'm entermains
Whole lotta cash by the bundle
Pull up the whip matchin all the tints
They

and the beach is all right
Bring an open mind, your comforts the thing
Every morning's a good morning when you feel like a king
Body surfing, body, body, body

just me
Wake up same shit in the morning
Same bitch same whip in the morning
Yawn in
Wake up
Same mess
Same bed
In the morning
Daunted
Haunted
By

Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your

be the big fish
I’m the new age king of lyrical fitness
You didn’t believe in me, now I’m hitting this
How many time must I claim I’m king
Not in rap,

Preachin' to the Choir

Rodney Crowell

Fate's Right Hand

2003

livin by my wits
This morning's paper called for romance on a whim
I reckon I'd believe em' if they told me sink or swim
I'm under water not on fire but

side
With a little help, by morning I won't feel no pain 

Never thought I'd wind up this far behind
Just a couple years back, we had it made
I was

late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump

RhymeSick!

Every morning



RhymeSick!

How we do it



RhymeSick!

Keep it goin!



Spitting this ridiculous it isn’t an option

Not with Statik, 

not with

Who wakes up every morning just to smoke some weed
We Do, We Do
Who wakes up every morning just to get the green
We Do, We Do
Well shit so do I
A 3rd

This the of talk that'll make
Even a king bow
Do you feel me now
I know you feel me now
Woke up this morning
Feeling sensational
Life gone through