Lyrics:
by.
The King was
angry with Tenali
since he did not come to the court.
What is this?
Hasn't Tenali come to the court
today also?
Here I am,
your
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
can't tame what I became
Off World, I exclaim
In your home I'll be framed
Majesty on your brain
I'm the king of this rap game
Session one, session two
was
Checkmate this chessboard im the king twistin a dutch
Its crazy for instance people will sell they soul in minutes
Yellin gang gang but then cryin
water mixed with fire like I'm spitting this flow
None higher than the Most just so you know
Seconds in the hours by the minutes pass away
From
a teacher
You're a b-boy, I'm a scholar
If this was a class, well it would go right under drama
See kings lose crowns but teachers stay intelligent
a teacher
You're a b-boy, I'm a scholar
If this was a class, well it would go right under drama
See kings lose crowns but teachers stay intelligent
cannot replace me
The don of the city
LP the king
He done fucking your bitch
Now I need me some other
I'm done with the talkin'
I got the
Whole gang by my
Ahhh
Ahhhhh
I'll be back in the morning
There's no reason to cap when you want it
Throw it and she catch it like Dak and Amari
If I don't come back
this house tonight
We don't need the morning light
And I will burn down this house
That I built from sympathy cards
Yeah I will burn down this house
The king he sat in a chair of gold
And let life let him be
His daughter sat by his side most nights
To keep him company
The wise man
, darling
Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
Once the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this I be no stranger
This grind ain't working for me
I'd rather chill on some ocean front property
Or I could be in Amarillo by morning
I cross my heart you better write this
the wonder, and I was stunned by his lips
Taking sips of an Amaretto sour with a twist
Shook my hips to the bass line, this joker grabbed my waistline
Putting
say, "Hey, Mr. DJ, play that one again!"
Well, this a reggae music weh the people dem defend
And from now till a morning, vibes it nah go end
Me love
Jesus King of kings
Jesus Bright and Morning Star
Jesus Mighty Counselor
Jesus Jesus
I am washed by the Lamb of God, washed by the Lamb of God
Washed
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
trees full of life
A young figure sits still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool
He is you
Social Security took care
idea, til a murder happen to you
Dumb-stupid, or stupid-dumb, either one you don't have a clue
Voice perfect for CNN but knew Larry King wouldn't hear
the pious deeds of the patriarchs, and in love will bring a Redeemer to their children's children for Your Name's sake. King, Helper, Savior and Shield.
Receive your praise, awesome God
Receive your praise, awesome God
Receive your praise, awesome God
Receive your praise
Waking up this morning, I ask in
we could mash it up
Is you riding what's up
But this how this gon be
Every King need a Queen for his kingdom
Estoy aqui mi Rey
They call me Mr Freak
The king of this, i been the GOAT
Putting it down
I be the infamous, one who be killing shit
Who want the smoke? Fuck is you 'bout?
I'm 'bout the discipline
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