Lyrics:
said and I
Hoped that you would believe and
Rise up from the ashes, but now
You've been beaten down
By the dirty south
So, let's give a crown
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
I'm hit
Not by no bullet or no pellet
But the smoke from the can a beer shit
I might just be too high
Then I put my middle finger up when I'm
Desireé
You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see what Heaven say
I got a brother by the name of Snicky Ricky Wade
He said - Bubba, real careers ain't
Hold up, no you didn't bow, bow
I ain't the chick to walk behind you 'round town
Just 'cause you're packin', packin', whoop, down south
That don't
Ooh la la Bangladesh
Hey
See a nigga like me gonna get money till I get rich
Ride with a couple hundred G's in a biscuit
Stay down for whatever
when we high
King of a kingdom
Like Kris is all right
You do or you die
You live by the signs
I love me my family
Vivi in mind
Scarymarser
Can you move
Buzzyburke
Produce by StoopidSick
Holla at ya boy
Stupid Stupid
Flow so dumb it's stupid
Nah I ain't a silent bee
Rolling to the spot
Got like 5
volumen 4, 5 ya es la hora
Kings south ragga suena fuerte la sonora
En el piso preparados convocados
Reunido en un solo cometido bailar hasta que cruja el
look for me in you
I got drip all in this walk
I got cash, I let it walk
I done did it by myself
Earning check just by myself
I switch down
a white man get a sun tan on South Beach
Cant out me
No doubt we the kings of the jungle of concrete
And to sell a million of it in 1 week
Still keep
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
the blood king
They say the sky is the limit but I reign supreme
Well determined motivated by the struggles I’ve seen
It’s a hard knock life if you know what
A thousand different ways to get paid
With a phrase
Days go by,
I be hibernatin' gettin' high
Dreamin' 'bout L.A.
Penetratin' somethin' fly
Down in
vanara clan,
the search for Sita began...
Fierce vanara warriors went North,
south, East and West
The troops that went south were led by the trusted
the summer heat
But when you turn up by the south street
The tint lights up my black and white
I don't believe in the fate they say
I keep awake in the tipsy
saluthwal' usizi, we-ma (We, madoda)
Sake sakubona, sakubeletha, thina (Beletha, thina)
Sake saluthwal' usizi, we-ma
Step-by-step
Step-by-step, there comes
fuckin' with?
King Kong ain't got shit on me
The last who rock, the last fuckin' dance, nigga
You know I'm a Blood, no rag in my pants, nigga
What
there to know it
What everybody wanna see
It's the City of Angels and constant danger
South Central L.A, can't get no stranger
Full of drama like
fell in love with the streets
Crips, the Bloods, G's, the Kings
From the North, South, West, to the East
I fell in love with the streets
I'm a rare
The Mad Hatter's Song Lyrics
Oh seekers of spring how could you not find contentment
In a time of riddling reasons in this land of the blind
By
There's a war we're fighting
On the front line for our King
It's a battle for our souls
Against a heartless enemy
Let us rise soldiers united by
Cleopatra
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
Like Cleopatra
Cleopatra had Mark Antony
You know who I mean
Not the Latin king
The one from Rome
station
I be in the game no rules is how I'm playin'
Underground king
Bitch kiss my ring then get naked
Pimpin' these hoes by the days inn
It's amazin'
I'm
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