Lyrics:
from a clothes line
You'll be dancing by yourself cause you're tired of the same night
But I'm biting on my tongue cause I'm worried of a fist fight
Oh
This the life, this the night, this the plight of a glamurai
I can fade, I could play if you pay, just between you and I
'Fore I go out slashing,
the King
And it makes my heart want to sing
I will lift my eyes
In the darkest night
For I know my Savior lives
And I will walk with You
Knowing
three
Come with my first diddy-deed
[ Brother J ]
1-2, 1-2
Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P.
Same old gee with the same strategy
See a [edited] em on down
the blunt fired out
I pop in the ja'causezi 'cause its ladies night out
And I'm bout to hit the club and turn that bitch out
By a nigga who could never back
than live in a dead body
If you can't see me then find a helicopter
In the night sky, shine like a star
And I'm back with a madness
I'm a champion
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
care, all who I love
Let's sing this first
O Lord, You are the air I breathe
It's for You I'm here to please
You are the Lord of Lords
My King
O Lord, You
it's gone
I was riding through the city, getting my roll on
I've been tied down with music and work for so long
Today I'm trying to get away and parlay
Wonder why Malcom X made 'em shake
I'm Making my days count like I'm (Muhammad) Ali
Martin (Luther King jr) would b ashamed by the hate
That's why I'm jus
of the status-quo
To go against me you gotta
Be more than professional
You got to go extra hard like
An erection with no protection
And I be fucking all these bars
We
I've had enough, l show no mercy
Used to be so sensitive
Then I caught my ex with my homie
My life's a f**king movie
You can put it on the big screen
I
years insane
Uh aye I can tell you a slave
By the look on your face
You never heard of me aye
In the night
Tell me what you know about the rhymes In
Hold up
I'm 'bout to levitate
My mind is so light and free, but let me demonstrate
The embodiment of a king, I put food on the plate
I got grown man
know where it led (where it led)
Don’t care about nothing , I’m counting up my bread (counting) Late night in my bed , I’m thinking ab you in my head (in
and night does your liver need fibre?
Taking over street, castle by castle, rook by rook
King George and Big Ben taking over the game hook by hook yeah
Cuban
mine
And that death produces life
And that we are made alive
By the King who paints beauty with time
By the King who paints beauty with time
By the King
back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my
Wicked prophets kill, speaking his name
In the glory of an innocent age
A king is born to a house filled with rage
One man's fear is another
this shit never stop, fuck a red light
Blowing smoke in the air til the next night, uh
Hands up, we gon do it for the west side
Turn that boom box up by
and always been with me in Jesus name with my God I'll always be unashamed
Yeah, Messiah on my side, devil tryna hide
All day and every night, I'll always win
singing for Jesus a long time
(I'm not tired yet)
Been running by day and praying by night
(I'm not tired yet)
I've gotta get going it's a mighty
the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
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