Lyrics:
you fucking with my team then it's Mogadishu
Get the whole magazine that's the big issue
All these carbon copy mcs are so unofficial
Try fucking with my
#357 performed by Nitro Blaze
Intro: whe dem bad from man
mi nuh know dem
Chorus: -
Say dem bad
from when since
357 spin dem head like benz rim
lines burning flags magazines
Coup-de-ta, kill the king
See the popel rally hear them scream
The worlds a speaker listen to them sing
Chorus
It's
I went out with the vampires
Underneath the old king's bridge
Cotton Mouth asked the suicide kid,
Does anybody got a fridge
Anybody got a fridge
We
Of a magazine
Some day (some day)
I'd like (I?d like)
To take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the sea side
Meg White
I saw you on the big
Let's go to benihanas I'll take you out that drama yo ex boy get shooked like whoop
whoop whoop i got em lookin right like I'm the king of uganda. Baby
Adam in check?
And if so, you gotta expect to sip juice
From the forbidden fruit and get loose
Cole is the king, most definite
My little black book
Ghost town when I drive by
Eyes down like I ride clean
There's smoke in the limousine what you mean
Run my luck like a slot machine
They rolling
Embraced the spirits of the most high's energy
No weapon formed against me now shall prosper or Intervene
Protected by the king can't nothin' ever come
never give up and you know man
Kaki no be leather and you got to know
I a very focus and you got to know
My mind dey up and me got to glow
So fuck off
shake back and cop a Maybach
I'm eatin' beans and lustin' on King?s magazines
It seems I'm home free but it was just dream, damn
I get locked up
Starry night, an unknown creation
Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur
Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh
A creative heart
children's lives to shit
But the kings desiring peace
Rid themselves of jewels and pearls
Into the fires of
Orpheus in the Underworld
There was
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
Uh
OK i think this is what i was waiting for
Amsterdam Piff
King magazine bitch
Taking Instagram flicks in a Maybach Benz
If I had 1 wish it'll be
all about survival God
(You know the epilogue by James Todd)
Put your life on the line, you running out of time
The coroner's calling, she know she
I'm the king of the world,
I'm a popular man
Count by zero's to ten,
If you can't, well I can,
Don't let any one wake me
I'm dreamin' out loud,
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling Stone magazine... sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
Mick
"I am gopher boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?"
This had to be the seed of the king of pop,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin
You walk by the magazines
Sitting on the rack at the CVS
One more sad movie star divorce
Three hundred died in an airplane wreck
And you think of all
I'm doing my damn thing
Magazines, videos, they ain't missing a damn thing
Nowadays I sell hope, what you rather I sell dope?
What I sell is
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
boy, pondering reality,
I am gopher boy, Who will buy my raspberries?
This had to be the seed of the king of pop,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin was able to use his
a gypsy
Bitches mixy, give her dick make her miss me
kiss me babygirl, lips on the king b
Ice be drippy, know my shit be pissy
Diamonds dancing, thought I
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