Lyrics:
You better
His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a New World Order
You better
His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a New World Order
who's the King of Charleston? Go right out and ask'em
Anyone will tell you it's the one and only
Little Charlie Marsden, he's the King of Charleston
He
Go go
Dancer, Dancing's all I wanna do
Caged in a
Rage, the beat hits
I step into my 4 by 6 cell now
Ahh sho'nuff in the house as I elevate
But
gassed up call her a-t-v
Beat booming out the box, sound like SMGs
Casualties with Weas and Dart on the m-i-c
Cut from another cloth ain't no l-i-e
Man you
never break or bend
But somebody should've told you not to play with them
Aye
Aye It's EIM
Aye
It's the give and go
This the pick and roll
I can switch
up with my friends
Now I'm in the Bando smoking big sticks
Dancing Amapiano,
Why u leave me
Sapa I see your hand
She don leave me follow rich guy
I
with me before you wrote it
Got it from another source and quote it
Put it out like the new year bull drop
In every beauty parlor and barber shop
pyramids in alignment with Orion's belt
Well, you ain't got to lie you a hostile guy
Like you about to ride with new entourage but you not too wise
You
Pass that loud with the mandem, speakers blastin' People chantin', bow, bow, bow
To the sound of the raver's anthem If he ain't dancing, swear I'll shank
back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt
Niggas love them choppas like we
Flyin in black cars but you with the roost
Thinkin a nigga was black though
Now
Told y'all niggas before, about me.
Plenty Remi, to the H-E, ah, A-D.
[Neptunes]
Somebody buy some more dro', so we can smoke, please?
Now what's
Baby can't you see
You dey kill my energy
I dey in love with somebody
Who dey in love with somebody
This thing is killing my energy
It's draining my
love 'em
You ain't gotta like it
Lil brother doin' time with lifers
(Time with lifers)
Could get out early on that ten
But he down there fightin'
(Down
the mash then Tai Omi
Ay Wung Sun a likkle bit
So don't fuck around, with Junior
If you never knew
This is Aftershock's new shooter
Sorry, Aftershock's new
jumper interviews
Tap dancing all on your interviews
I think you need a new point of view
When at the Grammy's I'm sliding you
Uncle sam he really bribing
Yeah, niggas don't know about Fatback
With the different color records they had back in the days
You know what I mean, the belt-driven turntables
a disgrace to your pops in the pen
All he hearing about his son is the cops are his friends
Only time he heard your name in a sentence with gun
When you
out of his mouth
That's what I thought was said by he who looks burned-out
You know officer Harrell walks with a bounce
I remember how she walked past
on me I’m not even your king’s size
Flow thru
You F with me you take an L (FL)
It’s only logic that you know that I’m a pro too (protools)
I dont
"Tell me, tell me what you see"
And she said she saw the angels dancing with me
Dancing to the beat of my feet down the street
She said she saw
just to see my niggas happy (woo)
Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin' for the right way to do the wrong things (huh)
With my new bitch that's
again?
Haven't you heard guys? You can't say Chri-biip-mas you gotta say Holiday
I can't say Chri-biip-mas?
No you might offend somebody.
Who is
an answer
I take it that you sent me this note (what's all this nonsense?)
Of course not
Don't look at us (she's not with you then?)
Of course not (we're
Discuss these somebody new dancing with you by ben e king Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In