Lyrics:
your eyes half way
Wind blows past Kings face, as it would on a regular day
There's an x marked on the ground, but the king lands around a kingdom away
get left to hide,
Cause I'm,
So I'm staying on my vibe.
I love what I do when I'm doing just fine,
My destiny is calling me; it won't pass me by
{Let's do it}
Okay, Jazze
We in the motherfucking building, dip set bitch
I heard my man T I was the motherfucking king in the south
Well you know,
(come on over)
By the house so we can get it going
Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein
Could you bring your friend, the one that both like
milk me but that bitch can tell I'm not a coward
I got the recipe and I had read it like the Bible
I might catch a flat so I can't spare none of my
up all your cookies with the autumn air incarnate
He all-city by the time your eyes adjusted to the darkness
In parts uncharted, always find
a second, why not go?â?? You know, like in cartoons where they hang going to the North Pole on their door knobs and they just take off.
So I spent a couple
to transform
and trap a dame flat in nine seconds we take aim
Change to battle beast, that'll cease, any attempt
in petty offensive diss to my click
We move
wanna taste
I can tell by the look on her face
She wanna date
Shame it's already too late
She try making me wait
Shoulda just hit on the second
Someone
as the fox at least is expected it, OK! [ Chorus 2x ] Lyrical I traqui trac, does not try to deceive the world And saying thousand words per second Because it
I'm flat broke and I'm pissed off
Mad at the world, I've had it with girls and I'm frustrated
Ran to the bus stop, just made it and hopped on
Ready
bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me,
king of the south (uh huh)
Well I'm the the motherfucking prince of the city
(you already know)(Santana)
And when the king and the prince get together
the greatest, I'm determined to win. until then I can't get no satisfaction.
Ya, blow me a shotgun [Repeat: x4]
I'm the one that went to the gun fight with
they ain't ours
We got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white
to the heavens it's a bird in the sky
Look a little closer it's the Lord on high
Lord and King on His robe and thigh
Get your passport cause the Lord's so fly
when you thought that nothing would rise, I'm drifting
Higher (higher)
Yeah, higher
I'm not a king, a prince, a ruler or a squire
I'm not a prophet
just counted past ten
Hoe, I'm comin'
Bitch-nigga jerky fresh up out the oven
We got packs, yeah, we sell em' by the dozen
Get it hot 'fo da flies come
like prince jazzy like jeff
The man just like Meth crazy like Lep
Plus jams just like Def
With a pin I'm a king like Kurupt
When I throw
devil, recognize me? I'ma offer you a second, analyze me
I ain't the same kid that you played with Tempted when I was ten, giving me a death wish
Yeah, I
got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white powders
And they
handstands
Hey Julia Stiles, save the last dance
Second glass started, birds in my bottle
Only 3 stay forever, that's 10%
I can do the math but I choose
suckers
In ten seconds flat
Because it ain’t just where you from
It's where the fuck are you at
But if it's one that I’ve learned in
All my time in this
HE NEVER LET ME DOWN
He's comin back don't get ya soul snatched
Only God can save em
I'm still where my bros at
Down like four flats
Ten toes
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