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I'm a nice guy.. My life's a light sky
So much love I might cry.. Daah! Nice try!
I'm an evil seed, in the day I sleep and the night fly
G.A.Z.E

The three, the three
With them lips by Kylie she a freak
She nasty, nasty
V.I.P, need seen I.D. 'fore we speak
See it, see it
E.P.T, Black Rabbit we like forty

King Solomon to your Senate and Congress
Lyrical trial fest, turnin thugs Amish
Quadruple to ya uno, what you know?
Got weight like two sumos

On and On

Biz Markie

AJA

2003

Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'

Cole, Ben E. of Carole
Bee, Gipsy, Crimson
Of misschien wel die van Leon
Celine Dion, Eric Carmen, All By Myself
Is het Adele? Nevermind
On My Own, Patti

neyikhwama

Engithi one-by-one abantwan' ba fresh why lentwana ithand' uk'dlala so
Engithi two-by-two masek'fik' oskhotheni why lemali ithand' uk'sala ka so

he got them rings
I was Usain Bolt when he got them chains
I was Vince Carter on the fast break
Marley, on his last take
Puff, when he had Ma$e
All we

We Got That

Warren G

I Want It All

1999

up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus

see how i de ben sikin
I'm not a God, not a King
Got my arm in a sling 
Like David ready to swing
E go ting a ling a ling add a dong to the ding
Now

this
Back
Till the beginning
Hell I was 16
I was one of the three
Oak Cliff Kings
The year was 2000 and three
My label for always and ever
Kings E

carry gold
Life is short say na turn by turn
Tule for the ones weh dey vibe my song
Some kings don come and some kings don go
Behold for the real king don

all around, I am the pot, nothin' gettin' in between
My brother mama say I'm the reason that he F-E-D
No emotions from a king, don't poke my chest out

A S A P, F E R G
Big Tigger, I'm jigga, and you know me, D
(ay)

Lamborghini dreams, bitch I mean what I say
Do it for a purpose, you just her by mistake
Put

already fried
Embodied a king the moment I decide
I fit the position, I never applied
You waving the flag cause I already won
I teach you the game like I'm

Esteem don't seem to sing for self less
Than the last king tried to hand me
Kingdoms keys king me the king I told em
Keep it I don't copy
You lead from

ran by a criminal
I'm the king of rap
There ain’t none higher
Sucka emcees
Some wack ass rhymers
To fuck with my style
Better pack iron
Can’t stop

either
If you catch me by the runway it's the one that's for the PJ
This one is for my lyricists - courtesy of my DJ

(I can't control it, can't hold it,

Money m-o-n-e-y (money)
Money m-o-n-e-y (money)

M-o-n-e-y, what you need to just get by
Money, honey, ain't it funny?
Money, people wanna die

get chips no frito

Stand by me
I am not Ben E
She want king
So she can take the laurels
Rest on thousand count sheets
What I smoke, OG
How I go, odee

of scrimmage 
Even if my name was Emmitt
Even if my QB Big Ben, tossing pigskin, raping women 
I'm just kidding, got acquitted 
But we all know Donald did it

screen?
Why these wack little kids out thinkin' they the king?
I've been in these gladiator pits workin' on my swing
Call me Maximus, on every track I

red dripping
Blasting bullets beneath both boys bodies begin breakin' Ben and Bob limping
Laughing lieutenant Lester lyin'
Laughing lieutenant Perry no

with vigour and vim,
The back of the kit that you're in,
Been touched by greats,
No time for debates, To kings they're akin,

What you know about

Just a great time to relax, what's happening
Taking all these rappers, throwing them in a trash can
On the track I go bat shit like Ben Affleck