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When come I except that honour, nah
We not normal, case closed in front row
Ey rotate that's how blunt the rolls
Got me feeling like i saw a ghost
If I Had A Mansion, I'd be living the dream
Drowning in my riches, money flowing like a stream
Feeling like a king, but living the same scheme
So
dreams are really made of
A King and his Queen
Fuck the world, it's just you and me
Candles and Dr. Teals in your bath water
Just want to show you that I
Ain’t no other choice it’s got to be war
And I’m bout that (Slingshots)
Yeah, I’m bout that
I’m bout that, talented tenth won’t peddle my talent
For
Original Stonebwoy oya again ooo
King King Promise
Oh nana e
E yee ye yee
It's your boy Kelvyn boy
E yee ye yee
Girl you know l love you soo
Yee ye
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
quality
Are you feeling down? Do you feel some typa way
Abi your eye don dirty, your eye don be like suck-away
If your life bitter like kola, e go sweet
king (I think I'm king)
You didn't think that I would get the peacoat
Unbutton that motherfucker, nothing but a speedo (look!)
Who's that peeking in
a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say ?Oohwee,
Peace to do 'cause I like the way you
who
If the fear isn't leaving and it's really stressing you
Just share all your feelings that is all you gotta do
Living on the edge of the old busted
sing
Get 'em through it, get 'em through it, you're so happy, king
Wait, but what if I just want to die?
Is that cool? Is that safe? Is that just
the step back
Hit my niggas wit' the who that
I'mma hit the old girls wit' the who this?
Off white stylin' my new fit
Righty-tighty, lefty-loosey
I'mma pull
On the shot, vision hazy
Double M's old news, Sobi and the Soju
Man you know that shit go crazy (ay, ay, ay)
Fill it to the top, nonstop till I drop
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
one thing to say
If you can't give me love honey, that aint enough
Let me go look for somebody else
If you can't give me feelings with old
on all of his Beats
Poor man now he walk with a Peg-leg
Baby I rap ion do that one dance
She give me head and by me Designer
Ion need no new ni**as round
got a love that be real?
Until, we got a reign that could outlast pain
Days passed me by, left my life somewhere behind
Games I was trying left me old
Brooklyn, land of robbers and Steelers
and drug dealers, that's more truck than eighteen wheelers
and last week this nigga named Ben, this drug Chief
from
The name of the game, it's not about money
It's not about fame you are what you are
That's the name of the game
Hook your feeling up to a power
Wrist on froze like Ben & Jerry's
You know that I love some ice cream
Yeah your bitch so cold
I'm just feeling like the Ice King
Ye- Yeah I play
By now I think it's real, I'm the best one
Yes son, I take it to the old school
I spit super rhymes 'cause I am so cool
A duel? You must be fool
O L D
Every bitch that's coming for me
And you
B R O K E
How you old don't got money like?
O L D
Yeah bitch you
O L D
Ew you
O L D
How you old
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