Lyrics:
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
Improve my means by any means necessary
We getting by but we're just getting by barely
Shit scary
Unh yeah
Just let it breathe a little
K-N-G with an X in
listen
Like Michael Jordan just to Scottie pippen
Nigga pass me the rock you know the rest is written
If you don’t play your spot, nigga you lose position
When I step out know I gotta be the flyest
Kill the scene so they call it Michael Myers
Smoke so much that you can say that I’m your highness
And she
on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas
of words on instrumentals
Tryna do good but nothings mint like menthol
It's driving me mental, life's so stressful
Trying really hard not to be resentful
to play some instrumentals
Let this T H CINK in
I just want to listen to beats
And make some shit we can rock wit
Me and my niggas fuck these hoes
We be
from the start
Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it
Got lost in Brooklyn, so you had to lose it
Just for fronting you got that ass whipped
is lost
With nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and the T.V. screen
Another world
Where nothing's true
Tripping through
The light fantastic
Lose a step
They gon learn to quit playing with P
Mind on my money
Heart inside the street
Remember back when I was selling ten a g
Life is like an instrumental
from the start
Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it
Got lost in Brooklyn, so you had to lose it
Just for fronting you got that ass whipped
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Things got too hot so I jumped off in this rap shit
this animal attraction
Mid-city out to Manhattan, ain't nothin' fancy
Yellow cabs passing me by, I call Delancey
Keep my team moving through lights,
that I'm forever scarred
I just pray that by the end I will not lose my heart
All this money it gone fold up
How you family you ain't show love
All that
nothing I just got it by myself
Just know if they still don't fuck wit me they really must be deaf
(Oh yeah)
Ouu I just be countin and tryna get rich
I
the ghetto
But which route is for you
Will you win, will you lose
Jump into action or snooze
We in the hood, nigga
Surrounded by lions, tigers, and bears,
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
on the stretcher
'Cause I come into ICU to see you off to Heaven
The system I done been through it, there's nothing new there to me
They lock me up, they let me
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
the band
It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it
But at the end of the tape
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
don't trip, got you
Riding in the passenger seat
Tryna find a place where the two states meet
MA go to NY, you can't deny, we look so fly
When we fly by
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