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Violent J)
It's funny how,the toughest criminals, and thugs and whatever,
when they're on the death bed, you know the day they about to fry
in

dreams of you
Spooning pain and misery in their king-sized bed 
God pull my ass to sleep and put my mind to rest

You're a real dumb man you're a real dumb

suppose to speak
But they promising the world till you realise
They be too broke to preach
Tell em bed time, go to sleep
Woah is me
You heard what they say

of a Bentley and we got on rings
Riding in the streets shouting scary things
The Boys in town and we hunting clowns
Couple Kings with a couple crowns (dank

sitting Gucci making bread with the dough,
I done slept in fifty King Louis beds all alone,
When I have a minute I’mma text you from the road,

I got 9

rack, legendary night cap
Stacks she be getting, naughty by nature my name writing on that kitten baby
The cookie on Bombay, put it on the menu out

resist
Every time I try to hide
She drags me down right by her side

I had it coming yet I keep sucking her dry
Until she begs me to stop
She made me king

I might as well switch my name to yolo

Cause I’m bout to rush you to the bed green light go

I turn the light on and her skin start to glow

No games run the rope chain and the cocaine
Or get burned like flaming propane
The king whose name rings from Beijing
To Spokane we love blue Benjis

suicide net
(Suicide net, you just need faith)

Dyllie! Immanuel, catch you when you fall
He the hand you held
Like even if you went and
Made your bed in

the same room I use a toilet
Banged up in the vile
Prison ain't like no film
Slept on that bunk bed with no quilt
One year, six years came by and flew
Memory

Listen to my joint, get high!
Hello beauty, call me daddy, it's bedtime
I'm on duty getting juicy in Bed-Stuy
I could hang you with your pitiful

rejected when she threw at me
Instead I got in bed that's where my path was lead
Entranced by her head she blowing on me like Nintendo games
Except she

hash it
Experimented I don't like wine I don't like acid
I've had a whole lot of my ships sunken by enemies
Partly cause I'd rather be working nights

of broken hearts

Dirt Bike Kings and Criminal Queens on Venetta Street 
Kite string tangling up in my limbs and with the leaves 
of An old Mesquite Tree I

Come and get me right, right, right
Girl don’t feed me lies, lies, lies
Want you like breakfast in bed babe
Take you off To Saint-Tropez
And you know

and pillaged
It was at age six
First time I noticed opium residue on my fathers fingertips
By eleven I was stealing my mamas cigarettes
God forgive him I been

talent
but I don´t give a shit what they talk
If I smoke I buy my dope by my dealer
because mr. Monkey is the king
he don´t give a fuck
and he blaze his

Lying in bed
I just can't get these thoughts out my head
The vision to see souls saved in U.S. Christians is dead
We've been commissioned
To spread

stair
40 cal by the bed I’m just gripped with fear
Tryna come up on some food aint enough to share But i still ate and you was still right there
David

I'm 5'7, hazel eyes
Disco lips, cherry pie
Pistol kiss, bona fide
I live life like I'm gonna die
I'm getting high, getting by
Threesomes? I'm getting

Golden soundwaves in my head
From the clock radio by my bed
And the Dansette on the floor
Nat King Cole and soul and roll out the door

Geno

what I said
You threatened by the Benzo all you ever see is red
Now get the fuck out of that bed
He think he king, he lags behind and queen is ahead
Say

When American people say its disrespectful to the flag 
When our athletes protest by kneeling, 
I wonder how will this nation respond to the murder