Lyrics:
bloody!)
Too many life get smoked (Damn this place is musty!)
By chimney (Hit him like potty drop dead like the Morley!)
One step in wrong Scenery
Photos
I Big Pun it
Trying to revisit that impact
When Big done it
Or when Pac did it, even when Nas won it
I Daddy Kane over the tracks
Them niggas King Sun
Cage
Yo, I?ll send this to alla my corporate corpses
Trying to abort the thoughts, coming out wilin?
Time to off the office,
I was surely sort
This is our moment, ain't no holding us back, time to own it, yeah
Shining bright like the morning, it won't be long 'fore the glory is coming, yeah
dear, they found him dead
This morning on the riverbed.
But hush now darling, don't you cry.
Your reward's in the sweet by-and -by.
Hush now baby,
there with Dr. King
Music that glorifies and promotes violence with guns, knives
Or drugs and that includes all this gangsta rap, that's it
We march
she was blind, the lark was blind
An old king came and took her to his palace
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid
And he fed her
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
to get out her dreams
I got a thing for fancy things yeah, the diamonds they sit up and gleam
Fuck on this bitch like a mafucking' king yeah, and now this
the sign
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
What, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they
and omnipresent King who just be glorious
There's more to this life, there's got to be
I can see through the window of eternity and death is the key
morning by morning)
Mighty (New mercies)
Mighty God (We see)
Mighty (Oh)
(You are great and mighty God)
Mighty God (What a great God)
Mighty (Who deems us
Yeah
King
Eastside
This is all that I want
This is what I really want
Talk about diamond in my verses
Not because I have it
But I got to speak it
Yea yea al
All this pressure all this pain keep my game tight fuck tha Fame
Gypsy trails that lead to fairy tales of evergreen my early morning
livin by my wits
This morning's paper called for romance on a whim
I reckon I'd believe em' if they told me sink or swim
I'm under water not on fire but
L.A. tonight, Miami in the morning
Know a nigga had to hit the King Of Diamonds
Know a nigga had to do the same shit again
Know my next show in
the king of this shit man leave my crown
Nigga's been trying to put me down I'm laughing nigga's is clowns
No kizzy I'm focused so back to the bizzy
I just
stood up like a king and played it smart
Always on the move
I always depart
All this winning never came easy
You don't gotta believe me
Reflect from
and my father. It was not a rift easily fixable just by being in the same room. This idea of having this glorious, wonderful, safe, warm, familiar,
for all you've done for me
I'll give you praise, morning and night I'll praise your name
King of kings and Lord of lords, chioma n'eme nma
You've taken
mornings
This fire will not go out until everything worth burning is ash
And let songs be written of my magnificence About my sins
none will hear I must kill the king by the rise of the morning blossom
And this land I will rule
This track is dedicated
To the transformation of the being
Bring the light into your life, bring the love
Wake up in the morning feeling blessed
[shooting]
[movie like speech:]
Frankie: Okay, this is the picture. Johnny's been hurt. He's been hurt bad.
Woman: Look, we can't leave him here,
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