Lyrics:
trash?
I might put you in a bag and throw you out
Ray Ray Ray Charles I don't see nobody
Prince Charles, Yh I'm right next to the throne
Ray Charles I
I need some mother fucking answers
Somebody's gotta take these chances
I got two demons on me dancin'
Fuck Prince Charles I'm more Charles Manson
I
on a picture of the queen
I’m shitting on a picture of Prince Charles
I’m shitting on a picture of Prince Charles
He’s known to talk to plants
And his Trust, it
Hey Charles, Prince of Lies
Whoa-oh-oh
Stop spitting poison on my bloodline
Yeah, whoa-oh-oh
Hey Charles, are you the Prince of Lies?
Whoa-oh-oh
hey
(Hey) on balade le démons à quinze pattes
Quinze pattes (Boh)
Voiture blindée comme le Prince Charles
(Prince Charles) je t'allume au Mother 1924
Charles and the other is called Dickens
So I ask, is it Prince Charles or Charles Dickens?
You see a pretty African lady and she goes by the name Queen
Charles and the other is called Dickens
So I ask, is it Prince Charles or Charles Dickens?
You see a pretty African lady and she goes by the name Queen
For just one night
I'll turn that blind eye, I be Prince Charles' Princess Diana
Sitting on your rooftop
Watching the moon drop
Your hand in mine
at that Marilyn Quayle?
Where did he get her, at a Halloween party or something? She looks like Prince Charles for Christ sake!
Let me ask you something,
Black Pearl, Sim, Mike Widdicker, Rowisens
Lewis and the Strippers, Charlie Boy, JoJo, Kevin Rogers
LaMonte Derenay, Prince Charles, Brian Davis, Little
I could walk a cross the country
With out even touching the ground?
What if I was sorry for your sins?
What if I was Prince Charles's next
about to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with
about to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with
Gordon Elliot; Paloma
Picasso; Angie Bowie; Gerald Ford; Jeremy Jordan; Laurie Anderson;
Diana Spenser; Prince Charles; Prince Andrew; Every Royal
to branch out
Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles child
Yeah, yeah and there ain't nobody fresher
Semester to semester, ravin' with the freshers
stuck in a drought
Known for X-ing niggas out, like my first name Malc'
What I'm about, nigga
Call me Prince Charles
My mother stay rocked up and glocked
What a bunch of pale, cross-bred, yeah
They all FAIL one of them is dead
And the others should be all in jail
Oh, Prince Charles, living large
But your
he's the king of UFOS
and down in Nova Scotia Prince Charles set in a motion a most spectacular show
now I really want to know is he the king of UFOs?
he's the king of UFOS
and down in Nova Scotia Prince Charles set in a motion a most spectacular show
now I really want to know is he the king of UFOs?
take them no more
You and your, your
Fake Tears
Good bye
crranged, Composed and Written by:
Charles Edward Rayborn III
c.k.a.
The cmerican Prince
I was having a drink with Prince Charles and the Queen
When Winston Churchill stepped into my dream
His head it was heavy, his voice was shakin'
I bet you're wondering how I knew
That Prince Charles and Lady Di were through.
Was waiting in line at the grocery store.
Took a peek at the dirt
on Chartres Street
With their finest rendition of squealing brakes
Down in Kaldi's caf the newspaper headlines promised new revelations
Concerning Prince
the time you met the queen
Earl Grey ain't her cup of tea
And Prince Charles taught you polo
Say hi to Kate for me
Go on
Go on
Go on
Go on
Go on
Go
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