Lyrics:
for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin
the fire pit with scorched skin and bloody eyes
He had been crowned King of the Underworld
But this wasn't what he had intended, so he punished himself in
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(Wallace got the bounce)
(Great catch and finish)
Wake up every morning and I'm grateful
To my
ain't ready!
Moving like a king, this ish stargazing!
I don't need to trip my ish been crazy!
Looking like a star my ish been shining!
I don't need no
Woke up this morning like I always do
I still like to think that I'm new
Time just gets its way
Strawberries left to decay
Can't find my pants
the rings on
I took your bitch, and gave her back to ya, I'm King Kong (super!)
Chandeliers on the back, by the ceiling
Make sure before I die my niggas
I'm somebody else
I don't wanna talk
You give me morning sickness
I'm not the person you seek
Convince me is useless
He goes away
By offending me I
This is the launch
Taking off, better be backing off
Fire in footprints I walk
I got what I sought
She back me up, get me up
In the morning I write
ain't no rules when you in this game
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
1). As I wake up early this morning
When I'm still lying in my bed
I realized its a great testimony
That I'm alive I'm not dead
Some were crushed
That's right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gonna rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all,
right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gon' rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all, to the beat, all
Nothin from this love shall ever sever..
King of glory reign forever..time of effectual fervent prayers..
(Thousand Thousand saints attending, when he
praise the Son
Praise the Spirit three in one
God of glory, Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings
And the morning that You rose
All of heaven held
morning you wake up
And you take a look in that mirror
Understand that you the king of yo kingdom
Heavy is the head that bears the crown
And I go by Panama
This song is from my heart so you already know
It is open season on young black kings but no one has called treason
Betrayal is spewing from the streets
the trees
So why we turn our backs on the truth?
It's heaven or hell, the point we seem to hide from the youth
And I was singing this morning, got touched
woke up this morning to see another day
It's not by my power
But by his Grace
See all the things he is doing in my life
Is it good job?
Peaceful of mind?
Top of the morning top of the morning
It's about that time
I go by the name of Rhapso man if you ain't heard of a nigga
Just tell me how Fred
the morning news
The world is crazy every day
I gotta wake up to this nonsense
Silly rappers think I'm worried
About a punch line
I show more purpose than your
a promise ima keep it
And I promise all my people leavin
Institutions made up by the streets and
New to this Like TDE that’s Reason
True to this I’m training,
in the head alright
We're gonna teach this kid a lesson
I been waiting
I been praying
Wake up every morning tryna pick a fight with Satan
Never gonna
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
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