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uguale
Quando vi sento cantare mi Viene il ciclo mestruale
Din don suona qualcuno ma io Non aprirò
Ping pong ho le palle sai che mi Saltano
King kong ho un

And here they are, Puff Daddy, Ma$e
And Lil' Kim!

How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get the quiche
Slice the pie wit you?
I ain't

Burn

Militia

Militia

1998

into a bastard
so I'm no kin to Father Time when I'm smokin'
Who said trees couldn't grow dollar signs
no bought it by the lines
'til tomorrow shine

I was Born In the valley of the shadow of death
By the rivers that delivered me to pyramid steps
Son of God and of Man, is all residing in me
Born

with the King? Well then the smartest move is start a coup
Mark of truth notice how the realest stuff is hard to move
Hopeless man the real is rough

(no),(no)
And not a day go by us, 
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they don't even

dike nara

Our God is the king of kings
And lord of lords 
Everybody say

When you taste you go see
Many things e don do
For my eyes i de see 
E de sweet

Before she is misbehaves and she Choke me
Black raves out of blue feed me into a slaughter machine
Bit by bit her sweet speeches like honey
Enough to draw

prostitution
I'm not kidding, I'm sicker than Rob Zombie
You'll need cheat codes to beat me, I'm the king of Jumanji
Enter into my house of a thousand corpses,

That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you

I give up oh
Mo lagbara gan biti King Kong oh
And my face must to show for the Bill Board oh

Make E con Dey carry me Trabaye
Mio dele Shalaye
Many

on my feet (oouu)
Pocket Rocket on me N***a 
Don't think that its sweet (Pew Pew) 
Issa nightmare when You F**kin wit Luh E (on God)

30 on me now N***a

dignified King
I salute Your name (Respect)
Eyin l'a tobiju (You are the greatest God) (Respect)
Ever Reliable (Respect)
Adigun eri Oba tin je saki (the

inkani
My name carry weight abomrepha ngiyabasinda
Langidlule khona ku khala izinja ubusuku bonke
My love for the trigger got me feeling like a king

bitch, she a ten, so I'ma have to cuff
You see, I don't ask for too much, baby, get ready for this ride
Baby Jet be by my side, kissin' her mouth while I

Massaging me
Lay it down
She a super freak
A F to the R to the
E to the K
A lil sweet something my cali bae
Uh
Taste like cherries
Maybe blueberry
My babygirl

with my man Andrew Jackson
My bank account and Ben Franklin just maxing
So I sip Coors while my fifties I sort
Once in a while I'll lounge about in

black attire with them shades like Eazy E
Word on the street is they all falling asleep
But nap time is over I wake y’all up with the energy
Ben Baller

bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance

sweet mom
In the street house by the seaside

I don't ask for a lot more
Cause I know that's a big blessing
We were born as winners
But for some reason it

Joanna
You make me ting ah ling ah ling
But my name e no be 2 baba
Joanna
I been chasing you for ages
But you running like you mo Salah
I can't do

traditori
Pir Se in mio favor fai tanto
Nemico ancor, che mai faresti amico?
Fab L’onesto oprar di chi ben opra è ’l fine
Pir A me Sestia e Volusio
Sforzo, ah

That's some sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American dream to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, it's the home

like kangaroo leather
Centuries we fi mek
Suh mi a step up d ladder
So long live to the king wid Mi queen by mi side
Two a we together
Make love last