Lyrics:
GUARD #1: What, held under the dorsal guiding feathers?
GUARD #2: Well, why not?
Scene 2
MORTICIAN: Bring out your dead!
Bring out your dead!
and contest, then bring your best
Give it your all, now women beg me to call
And unless we overseas, we don't shop in the mall
Consider this (?) I've become
NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA
Fuck your feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling
From the very
brought it out of his brother's bag
Thus did we plan for Joseph
He could not take his brother by the king's law as a slave, but that was the will of Allah
right now (Uh)
Run the pack out right now (Ya yahh)
Run the pack out right now (Ay)
We can bring the racks out now (Racks out)
We can bring
way, we gonna chop you down
The King of Rock, who?
That be my hobby and job
And when I come and bring the ruckus suckers duck and then dodge
The King
needs to
Be up to par and our motivation needs to be
Immaculate nobody can mess with us
If we truly believe
That we're the best in your mind it's my
Duty
the King.
Bye, bye we must go to face the King.
You may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies,
You may trod me down in the very dirt.
consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his
Ride ride, pony, tonight
We can be strong, we can be strong!
Out on this lonely run, on the road to love!
We can be strong, we can be strong!
Follow
I live
I say, "Fuck a T-K-O
I'm tryna fight to the death"
You could bring your whole set, all alone
I'm the best
I'mma kill you warming up, yeah
I
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
The right thing
The best thing to do
Representing God
In everything that you do
Use your talent
To spread that good news
Show everyone in the nation
What it
The right thing
The best thing to do
Representing God
In everything that you do
Use your talent
To spread that good news
Show everyone in the nation
What it
know where we are
No strings attached like a broken guitar
Guess your shit really weak, really never on par
Found her right by, at the hookah bar
We
love and respect but just one choice comes with a mantle of your neck I said
You bring out the best in me you bring out the best in me
You bring out
We've no food or money and no choice but to sell her
But Milky-White's my best friend
Look at her!
There are bugs on her dugs
There are flies in
presence broke through, a beacon of grace
You lifted me up, in your warm embrace
You bring me back to life oh-oh
When I'm drowning in the dark, you're my
you'll be sitting on your ass
Watching us put up our plaques and driving cars you'll never have
We the kings the kings are back it be Zip upon the track
from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Mic check 1-2 1-2, you want to beef wit the king what is you goin' do
Will you show up
girl what you drink?
We gon' have a good time, it's a party (It's a party)
So bring your ass to the Westside
Look, Virginia nigga on a California king
nigga
Six pallbearers, six feet deep nigga
No insurance you been sitting six weeks nigga
Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks nigga
Young kings, all
and I, we're the kings of the game
And no one can touch us, we'll always remain
So if you see me hacking, just step aside
I'll fuck with your shit, take
girl what you drink?
We gon' have a good time, it's a party (It's a party)
So bring your ass to the Westside
Look, Virginia nigga on a California king
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