enough skill To kill, the king of the hill Ice Cube could you pass me my steel? For real I'm the king of the hill Mack10 could you pass me my steel?
your chest tryin' to bring you through All my party people gon' do what? Gonna get buck Get some liquor in the gut, so whassup? Get them lighters lit up, make them
for me, Nas, let that bitch breathe" Success, McLaren, women staring My villain appearance sacred blood of a king And my vein ain't spilling Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill
my gas tank full, drank a boor fall up in the park after dark try to pull me a young, stout woman, sumpin pretty nice round hills, with them wear shaped
Rick James knew how to throw a party (Smoke some weed) Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech and Chong Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong Ricky Williams
those hips like that She said "Bobby, why you spit like that? And why you Shaolin Gods push whips like that?" I said "Hoe, we got chips like that And Park Hill
infinity home Let me embrace it one more time Make it the lilies of the field Or Caruso in his prime Yeah, the king of them all was Enrico Whose singular
Slash veto's still Lex knows gasoline jumper on with the most fly Livest Gortex made in Mexico bricks fifteen five Celine Dion ties Two Thousand dollar bubble eyes yo, the theme
on the mountain Over the hills and everywhere Go tell it on the mountain That Jesus Christ is born Why don't you go tell it on the mountain Over the hills
the factory She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He is lookin' for food I am in the kitchen With the tombstone blues The king of the Philistines
one of them off down in Louis Vuitton heels Tell 'em muthafuckas that the legend is real Sleep next to a dime that I wake up to a meal House on the hills
say, worship the day For only humans you are. Channels churning the grime Inky dreams of our time Into the Sun, where the white one Poems them into a rhyme. On a hill
me feel so down There's one to enslave all rings To find them all in time And drive them into darkness Forever they'll be bound Three for the Kings Of
me feel so down There's one to enslave all Rings To find them all in time And drive them into darkness Forever they'll be bound Three for the Kings
things I saw My inner soul's a wasteland, I can't run away from here Try to find them all the lost thoughts in my mind I woke up on a hill so many times
dawn took them all Caught in the wood By the wooden king's men But now I'm alone 'Cause I've made up my mind By the spell of gold The king under the
faith he'll tak it, man. Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry, Come like a cobler, Donald Macgillavry; Beat them, and bore them, and lingel them cleverly, Up wi' King