back and walk away, While you fucking rot in misery That Judas smile will drown in sin Before you nail me to this cross again. A king of kings a
your hand is the blood of a King Till the blood on your sword is the blood of a King Blood of a King, blood of a King
town, we're gonna kick your ass We're the kings of metal, Manowar kill Comin' to town, we're gonna kick your ass We're the kings of metal, Manowar kill
We have won and lived to tell who would be king Fight for the crown, fight for the ring We're fighting the world, we fight for the king To be king ...
An ice cold beer sitting in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turning off a real live drive
' in allmenn blazer with a louie interior Solid gold the ride was raw Bust allmenn left turn was on Crenshaw Sean-e-sean was the driver Known to give freaks hell
- Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter rams rollin' rocks are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then
outta here Seems like the police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King
of the hottest verses rap has ever heard From the dope spot, with the smoke glock Fleein' the murder scene, you know me well From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live
VA Cats, we bring it well done Do them dolo hit, we never tell none Sittin in the cell for blazing hell's gun We aight though, we just dip bail And like
We were the kings and queens of promise We were the victims of ourselves Maybe the children of a lesser God Between heaven and hell Heaven and hell
did nothing. Nothing. So, Katrina hit, and three days later, Fema just commin. I'm feeling like what the hell is really goin on, planes hittin buildings, whats next king
, haste, mount the steed and ride him well For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell, to Hell Will ride you to Hell until you are dead Dead,
a pentagon Strike with the forces of King Solomon Lettin' bygone be bygone and so on and so on I'm a teach these cats how to live in the ghetto Keepin
shall love thy neighbor even if he acts like you? Do I believe in Heaven or Hell? Shoot, hell, yeah, I do 'cause we alive today And my crew is living
and never tell no one You see them shells blowin'? I go to hell knowin' That I had them eagles sitting down like Terrell Owens I spell evil backwards, I gotta live
What is that Cristal? No, Dom P? Hell no This is that Carlos Santana champagne Oh shit, Santana DVX? That's my joint Mine too, but a lot of these busters
