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(Long live the King)yo picture God a perfect cut diamondor bein the motha fucka man without even tryinlivin like im dead to the world with tickets yo and refferalsmy hair is in a perm so i can never have a curlman its a bluebird on my shoulder can i kill it?man wakin up the bacon toast and eggs up in the skillettman can you feel it?i cut you down like a midgetand when you see me make you feel just like a prision visitim such a (lizard?)i want the flames in the fireso there it is paint a picture fuck up my desireyou said you want style ill give you style with drug lord flavai make a pimp dance yeah by shottin at his gataspickin up the nickles n dimes like Jackal and Hidethe bounty is waitin for me up at Mt. Zineits primetime whos gon shine from the raw rhymepicture a rollercoaster up in a boss mindreal playboys have wings in the skysilently cryin out man please dont dieman gettin to the thick of it allman picture the brodsman tellin ya callLetras de cancionesbut hopin ya fallsayin my name like King James no pad adriaticim paranoind but really dont panicthe life afta they say its colder then the packersall and the damn money in the world is not a factorman true indeedupin the game with a mouth ta feedi make a 360 spin homie rollin the weedroll the weedroll the weedlong live the kingwe take a sertain situation to run an organizarionman bustin like a (?) patientcooperation man seven years is what hes fakinnow hes even more gangsta cuz hes rollin wit da nationnow (?) yourselfthen i will talk like greedy Gretchinman hear the confession of my priffesionis Secession of illegal weaponsup in a dot daytonamy mexican girl she drank two coronasand she know about the ayatolahim movin through the cloudsyoud better hold me downim smokin weed and im g'd and ready ta clowni love ta see you drownyou know I spit itto get itto flip itto sell itto air mail it to yo townim like electical currentthe playa reffereant(??) councourentbecause its gonna hit the furnaceman pitches the pictures of mepicturin the bitchesand all up here sayin write the scripturesit gets worsecuz mentally youre cursedyoure livin in a versesometimes it hurts but baby yeah you know it workslong live the kinglong live the king From Letras Mania