You're smiling, that must mean that you've spoken to your friend. Will he be what lets you rest at this life's end? Or will you look back and wish that
the rules of the land You could tell if they wolves or lamb You could fight a few, there's a few that ran Or you could feed them and lose your hand What
reds and the browns clown people get clowned and jack-fakers beat down I rock it from the borough break down to Doomstown and milk some ----- out in 'Saga city and
has feelings for men. Well I believe in my soul that inside every man there's a feminine, And inside every lady there's a deep manly voice loud and clear
I'm the king, I was once a rover, outlaw, sailor and slave. Now my time has come and I'm the LORD. Sword and axe cleared my path to the throne, From
, melodic music Expressed through slow lyrics I only spit it for the niggas that hold digits, and don't front I know about the coke blunts and Remy nights
As I begin fall in, I spark da riot, no longer quiet I got a voice that's in ya ear, stand clear It's madness everywhere I look but can't see so much
and show defiance Time has come for deathly violence Rebellions the talk, amongst the crowd Better keep quiet, don't talk too loud He rules from the
there face, time worn sharpen then a poison desert storm Step on first month Capricorn, quiet storm Jeans and boots my everyday uniform Elegants ruffness and
and my crooks stay on cloud 9 on tha regular And sense we crooks, jus some killaz we motivate to get cha Pull out that knife and slit yo throat and watch
we now ourselves with pride Swelling outward far and wide For God herself is on our side With heaven's plan for the motherland "quiet please, quiet
a wall and be manly, But the question I pose now will offer you a plan B, And maybe some peace and quiet for your friends and family, How hard is it
like Jones (cappo) Besides I put money on your skull and bones And keep it low watch what you say up on those fuckin phones Sssh be quiet Touchdown And
them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box And I ain't just talkin' about
With them styrofoams and embalmin' fluid I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this n*gga a pine box And I ain't just talkin
melodic music Expressed through slow lyrics I only spit it for the niggas that hold digits, and don't front I know about the coke blunts and Remy nights
I'm the king, I was once a rover, outlaw, sailor and slave Now my time has come and I'm the LORD. Sword and axe cleared my path to the throne, From which
