Lyrics:
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
(Whoa-whoa)
I hang with lions, tigers, bare
Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'm gon' spare
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin'
tall with the swag of a letterman
Keep a big stick, keep quiet, I’m King genuine
Looking for advice
Fuck pencils, I’ll go and pen you in
A hardened
And all of my niggas be wilding
And all of you niggas be styling
And I put in work, you ain't trying
And I got the heart of a lion, and you steady lying
to a God!-
on a wooden tree!
So deceived!
Idolatry!
In The Father's Name-
You pay to pray!
Blasphemy!
Kiss the Lion's hand!
Confess to Man!
God- damned!
Do You
you in that instance
World's finest no Guinness
Girl you deserve to get spoiled (Get spoiled)
Deep massages with oil(Oil)
Trips to Htown
Enjoying
the lions den
Nigga we the muthafucking kings of the jungle
I'm in the restaurant chilling with this new piece of bootany the other night
You know a nigga
peace
Raised in the streets
You want love, I'ma show you love
Life of a thug
There's no love for me in these streets
I'm in too deep
It's just
said, don't judge a book, by its cover
Cause soon you will discover
It's unnatural
Psychological, oh, oh
Sing with me, oh with me, work with me
the residence
One say him black and the other say he is white
What race got to do with spreading your likkle light
A lion is a lion anyhow you wan check
Since
famous niggas ain't gang enough
Put my main bitch up in some dior
Left her lastnight found out she a hore
I'm a lion been eating the boar
Gone with
the last
Of a dyin' pack of lions, nightmares of the cast
Thorough bread survivin', you know (Queens in the house)
Welcome home Ronny Bumps, and love
Got scars that cut so fuckin' deep, that shit'll never be the same
I said I want that sun to shine, you sittin wishin' it'll rain
Fuck 'em, all I gotta
the game of rap so when Zim copped the chucks
With the white tops and the blue Socks I beat boxed
Nigga you been rocked like Dwayne Johnson
In a wrestlers
Hangin' with my sweet amour
She came out with a lion's roar
Yellin' "I'm goin' to the corner store,"
Be back at quarter to four
"Don't slam you
myself)
Huh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see? (I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head
the movements, give it my style
Noone else can do it like I do it with my pride now
I'm like a lion in the jungle now
Stay well equipped to handle struggle now
I
That even after becoming police had to
Dress in a YMCA because white officers didn't
Want to get dressed with niggas
Here we are eighty years later
I
for you to (Breeth!)
You heart rate beeping too deep
Your limps can't even take anther leap
Your rims is failing like a nail in the Ceiling
Your head is
niggas in it
Why bark when I can break the skin
I was raised up with a wolve mentality
I can smell the fake in men
Try me yeah you gotta be touched
I
You numb your mind
With gloves of white and turpentine
Even the bombs and scarecrows will sing!
Sweet charity
Save me
The heavens have opened
And I'm
one day
Love the way I feel, streets replaced with fields.
Wide awake in here, you shine.
Ran away from goals, left you in the cold.
Nothing's
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
pocket I was busted
I gets right with you (uh) form a life with you (yeah)
The type after sex get a warm rag and then wipe you
Hyped up love light it
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