King of Queens (feat. Mannikin & Beatsbycon)

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Marc Mighty

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Uh
I'm barely on that bottle
liver livin' like the lotto
And I'm drinkin all night and blastin tunes, boom Mariah
Exposure to that music mean influence I aspire
To reach blocks like broadway, exported from that fire cuz
Candles multifaceted conventional though but spiritual
Black out torches, that help souls go for they vigil so
Breeded for a credence that legality omits
Sinnin' cuz we need it, see this: our morality ain't fixed
Plus I slept in church services, I don't know what verses is
My genesis exist when I know what my purpose is
Comin' from Far Rock and here shit don't mean shit so
Imma need more offers, meaning make it make sense
Cuz here my mom stay strugglin' as she stays hustlin'
She workin' over night and that's the time that freaks bustlin'
Oh them streets hot again I need to go big
Cuz nine to five won't cut it man I need this rap shit
Damn
Here's a story
About a young boy searching for his dreams
Lookin' for that leg up and grinding for the green
But the people never let up
They never could believe
That one day this prince could take his place as king
And here's a story bout a young marine
Started off with just a little pair of dungarees
Then he realized he was simply hungry
So he set out to claim his throne as the king of Queens
A king in my own right
And alone on this long flight
That's fine, nothing easy since my birth negro damn right
Abandoned oh that dear light
And fearing if I'll fair right
That's fair, fairest women seek this here that's my damned sight
I'm partial to complexion next to mine, it's convoluted
I'm drowning doubts in cauldron filled with notes that's known as music
Prescription for existence in a world considered nuisance
And the only time we hang is on a rope, Brotha nooses
And I'm left to operate in out of gated prisons
And pigment isms have a way to get in way of living
Decisions needing conviction like black incarceration
And no debating I'll reach top like she on a mission
And so the vision just as clear as unpolluted waters
And I'll take care of my gift like how we raising daughters
And I can't fail that's a promise that I made my mother
So just relax and see your son rise
And give you cover, I swear
Here's a story
About a young boy searching for his dreams
Lookin' for that leg up and grinding for the green
But the people never let up
They never could believe
That one day this prince could take his place as king
And here's a story bout a young marine
Started off with just a little pair of dungarees
Then he realized, he was simply hungry
So he set out to claim his throne as the king of Queens

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