that your light would never stay And all that's left to show Are memories now but I can truly say I was king for a day And I think I know The reason
Tradução: De combustible. Rey Por Un Día.
I'm half man half amazin Flyer than a penguin, you dryer than a raisin Hot like causan, bringing all the girls to the days inn, ready for a little love
jesus [Chorus:] half man half amazing fly in a penguin you drive in horizon hot like cages put it on a girl for a daze in ready for a little love making
t grow [chorus] He?s got the red, white, blue Flyin? high on the farm Semper fi tattooed on his left arm Spend a little more in the store for a tag
arena for two years trying to get a break in music and make a record and that's when I ran across a delightful business man named Charlie. He had been a
in the crowd Teacher told me get a job, save up for a 401(k) Man I'd rather be young and shit, countin' $401k. I'd rather die with a smile instead I'm
1900th You better get your rest cause the next day comin Oh yes, and MC's they scared to say sum'tin Stop frontin, I'm in the cut just onlookin Your get your kings
hardcore with gun powder Blow the show into a black hole in a dark world Of spotlights and spot dates, top rate Hearts break, like a Beamer in a car chase
wove a red cloak so regal to see She's made it for a king's son I said and not for me but I knew it was for me She wove a pair of bridges and quicker
things i got kids tricks bitch i am a serial king every thing better if you relax and chill so my seat back for weed naps we need that for real i took
For A King, Now All I Need, Fine Little Dime That's Sharin My Shine, You Sit Back And Watch The Haters Go Blind, Now I'm Tryna Keep The Losses Too A
stretch, into the horizon with my eyes and ears closed sealed with a clearcode. I'm at loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss got a whole
, yeah You're on my back when the water gets too deep for you to breath A crutch for you that won't always be there Hide in the dark another day, the
it), bout it bout it, fuck a fork tongue cutlury, the fuckery is famous, never wild shook but a slang that maybe alienated a couple strangers, held a
For want of a nail the shoe was lost For want of a shoe the horse was lost For want of a horse the rider was lost For want of a rider the battle was lost
labels Same horse different stable Puttin food on the table In this camp I?m champ I hit a beat up amp I spit shit that clamps And give the track a cramp
' high on the farm semper fi tattooed on his left arm spends a little more at the store for a tag in the back that says u.s.a. won't buy nothin' that