Search results for 'proof of your love the monologue mix by for king country' Page #8

one for
Crooklyn everday

Brooklyn is up in here

Uhh, block party, corner store
The downtown, the projects
Borough shots
My clique is so tight
The mix

and make his manz record me
In your house they call me cory
I'm a whore you cannot whore me
Alright bet you got a bitch lets see if she gon leave you for me

for your money, nigga
Play low, I mean low like no money, nigga

Look, real bars are the ill bars
These scars are the only real proof they couldn't

shit's kinda' wack to me, I can't lie
Listen, haha, yo

Don't make me say it twice, you niggas lame
I ain't got no love for you
Tell me why this nigga

and pretty face
Forgive me I was led astray
I'm repenting every day
Thankful for your love and grace
Jesus with me every day
I tried so many other ways

need for you to
Get it in
The truth is really proof
That all your lack is cause you live in Sin
The king can't give you what you not Able
To manage
Ain't

Ooh shit
And now we on
I done pulled the last king
Now I'm sitting on the throne
I need to roll me a blunt
Cuz it's mix with patron and Hennessy
Nigga I

a loan
California King bed for me to topple on
Driveway paved with cobblestones for me to hobble on
By the road, I Geronimo through the climate zone
Five

Step Off

Grandmaster Melle Mel

Street Jams: Hip-Hop From the Top, Vol. 1-4

1996

in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.

The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another.
I buy

Under Pressure

Logic

Under Pressure [Clean Version]

2014

no one is available to take your call)
I been working hard, I been searching for God
I been working hard, I been searching for God
(Please leave

Frontliner like a barber, I'm ready for fades
The only power that I call on, don't wear out his name
Or use it in vain, be like Judas or cain
Want your rights,

such love and sorrow mix)
Thank You for Your blood (Oh thorns come close, who wears Your crown)
It's only by Your blood (Only by Your blood)
Thank You

the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your

think I was a sell out
How I got them so invested
I make this so digestive
Do you ever count the seconds?
These moments pass us by
Do you ever count your

judge
Wanna know your touch
Show me you can run it up
Cus' you know i got love
For you shawty, yeah
Ayy
Girl I"m back up
And i'm running round
Waiting for

tide
Yeah It's love for the Country
Nothing but Hawaiian pride
Puna Boy Anthem soldiers repping East Side

This the Puna Boy Anthem
I pour to this, ooo

the fuel to inspire you to prevail
And I speak the truth to this because I'm living proof of it
You see, the American Dream is for those that push through

to the security officers and the people who say they went to war for the country and became disabled

Even the officers who say they are the protectors of our lives

Loyalty

D12

D12 World

2004

you rappin' never mix business up with your friendship
If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?
Niggas don't love you, you got

slid in your bitch with ease
Order sushi we eat Japanese
Serenade her when I'm speaking this Japanese
If you are not down for me you cannot go with me

deny me
Statement
Ima go for mine and they can't deny me
Forever in the mix like a audio tech
Architect build my own career
From where I started at
Audi

What we learn from teachers is reason to flirt
With cynical people; really love to hurt
The middle is me. See we freed from the dirt
The vision is kings

to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high

to this
Puna boy anthem
Wasn't even Going jump onto this mix
But you know your island girl ain't no bitch
Fuck an eighth, go four-miles for an oz
Zip high