Letras:
Prince Days Of Wild

And these are the days of wild, hit me (Hold onto your wits) These are the days of wild (Hold onto your wits) These are the days of wild Hooker, bitch

are the days of wild - put'em up! (Hold onto your wigs!) These are the days of wild (Hold onto your wigs!) These are the days of wild Hooker, bitch

: (feat. Kastro, Young Noble, Prince Ital) [Makaveli] Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uh

as we're cooperating with God by accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and saviour And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days We'll see

Giving over to the lust that rageous in the mind The Captain fills his place with gold while all the ship is sinking Calls himself the Bishop-Prince and

Motherfuckers from the East coast to the West coast to your breakfast voltage, I got funk for days by the buckets PPP packs a bunch of wild

finger prints I said, "Wait you can't arrest me I'm the fresh prince" I demand that you release me you incompetent fool You can't arrest me I'm the prince

Topics is wild as fiction To lessen the friction my children beware the pale rider Your life is slipped into a microchip I warned you with all of the mics that I grip Cash days

There's a young man in the corner playing 'Crazy' all night long Quarters piled high upon the table And he orders wild turkey and with a quick wit and