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sons that I'm yet to conceive I got a kingdom, that I'm yet to have Kinged I got to know what it feels to be free I'd die a failure if I didn't gain all
like checkers and chess I went to school and took the lessons punk Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced A rook get jumped Faggot niggas took
and chess I went to school and took the lessons punk Know a pawn get kinged, a bishop get juiced A rook get jumped Faggot niggas took the easy route They
Kinged on the bal-cony than Abernathy John Kennedy in the lap of Jackie I pen a sentence, spin English, make my critics skittish Board a plane in
the ruins like we're staggering apes. What we get is what we take In a split open place where a man can get kinged In a palace of panic and flames Where
matestis So lemmie make it clear ndio dunia iweze skia Nitakuvisha ring ju hukuniringia My heart is in your hands, you're the only queen that kinged me Took
out of it The tragic way that my life probably should have gone Until I kinged myself and realized that I ain't a pawn When I was young yo know they
a picture Picasso You'll never see my castle I mean my casa See you later manana Posted up at the villa Kinged up Attila Stay down for my day ones cause
is kinged Tone down Restructure the make up of space To find a place in the end of a reign
and the kids will follow You ask to be kinged But yawl steady stressing over models While I got my hand on the wheel and taking life by the throat full throttle
first date an office party it seemed But it looked kinda like a prom And i knew something was going on When i was kinged and she was queened But i'm not
last chick was fine yo High school is when we linked up Been getting money now we kinged up He play them chords, them chords It’s a good look with these
the message Let your soul shine through And be you-tiful Without feeling any effort I ain't smiled in a while But it's easy when you're around I ain't kinged
get busy in my city should of kinged me from the rip This that hard coca flow, I got Whitney in my spit This that raw overload, like I'm pushing out
Who gon run this shit now After I burn it all down Who king'ed you and gave you that crown Fraudulent shit's not allowed Won't you go and run
doing good Watching cartoons make me go up under the hood I saw a shade tree one time, grab and hold his part He turned on the ignition and "Don Kinged
When you wake up in your dream And you don't remember what it means You go looking to the sky Asking why Look your throne is over-kinged Crowded
is couldn't tell where he was but kinged up I can see where I'll be See fractions be how I speak To convey my thoughts how I see All of the world that
Portion Control? The Jester Kinged us all It wasn't no trouble Til we recieved that call Party til dawn Until the Death's card been drawn And after
niggas so I rodney king’ed her with the night stick Look at you, look at me Look at your life What do you see huh Look at your life What do you see huh
right I came with the clean You got twenty-four hours to pay what you owe or get Martin Luther Kinged Bitch I'm a king, never underestimate a nigga you
confetti I'm her worst nightmare but I don't sweater like Freddy Play the strings like I'm B.B., Martin Luther just kinged me Talk to him through the Quija,
boys Matter fact Im royally I'm out mind If this was checkers I just kinged my whole front line So check it yeah I'm coming back from behind stack em
on her told I love her and how it taste Crown done kinged me now I'm to much to handle Half a bottle of jack got her screaming Damn Daniel She thought it
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