the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday Like the smallest bee packs a sting Like the pawn checkmates a King
s a little black spot on the sun today Which I don't care if my souls are dead So come on and feel the sting of the true Pain King Something for ass,
' my wounds, lookin' for get back Forced to bring the pain, make 'em say my name Rings have changed, shinin' like I'm Ving Rhames Or King James, hustlin', I sling game Sting
for some cups if it burns its chlamydia Old day tactic taught by my uncle If ya gonna have the front hold it tight don't fumble Armed with the test, not a pain or sting
haffi sing Live up yuh passion becau wi know it mus live Who a try test yuh wid negative a get a sting Dem kick up a ground an still a bow to di king
with tears that were stinging After our assassin's work was done The bells and hands were only there for the wringing And we were bringing bullets for the new-born king
kick garbage, lust for chicks and quick dollars I know the pain the game bring, I did the same thing Spaced out in the staircase, performing a sting
pain Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses Like tangled up roses We've grown around each other right from the very start And the thorns that sting
the Tyrant, we have joined with him as soldiers" He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun The painful stings of flying things
the Tyrant, we have joined with him as soldiers." He tells me this while he shakes a bit - he's staring at his gun The painful stings of flying things
Coiled beast, devoured in wait Dweller of the pits of the earth Banished from grace King of nightmares realm Effigy of perpetuation Extensions of vicious
rap's like an 8th full of beeners and stems Kid rock I love to sing Call me the king of pain, but my name ain't sting Or roger clinton, I'm not riding
moon arose with ghostly voice A poet's serenade Her name a whisper 'pon my lips And lo, Rorasa came Fear me not my grieving King Funereal in breath
bond Twelfth moon arose with ghostly voice A poet's serenade Her name a whisper pon my lips And lo, Rorasa came "Fear me not my grieving King Funeral
I jam over sting, see spots red I am Sofa King, we Todd, Ed" We, Todd, Ed Now repeat all, very fast, please I am, Sofa King Faster I am Sofa King No
than mortal That made you re-live your pain And as the crown grows tighter around your head you will die for our sins As your own blood stings your eyes
now you sprung Sean sparks like john starks in the fourth quarter Oughta meet my peeps, thats deeper than the tora Unforgettable like nat king, Louieville chill because my motherfucking slap stings
s BLOOD "How dare you disturb my work"? Demon skull, red as Blood It's in the symbol on the wall, there's something deadly wrong I feel a sting in