you say Jerusalem has fallen and is lost, The king of heathen Saracen has seized the holy cross;" Then the priest said "Oh my bishop, we must put them
s done Chorus [Sen Dog and B-Real] You can try to ride with the Hill, lie on the Hill but when your shit (?) is when die on the Hill We get, hot on
on Rome Shining like a hundred thousand in stones Move mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero 1-6-zero my songs we throwin' elbows The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings
slam nine diagram pole Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame Golden Arms is bronze, buddah palm hit Qu'ran It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme
Zulu bitch, nigga gettin blown Watch your tone, if your wear Coppertone Go back to Africa used to be a theme song I'm in the zone, do anybody got a zone
have caught them all No one could heal, no one knew, for no one had ever the knowledge Few could they count by the elfin kings That had seen what beauty
: CHORUS: (Nelly:) I am the king of the city Top down windows up Puffin' like Ditty Riding cross the hatas face mad, team gritty Honk your horn twice
known Do if you feel good no matter if it seem wrong She say I got a ding dong like king kong we can gon kick it, Wait a minute That's my theme some Hold
You way back in my rearview mirror I'm in tha fast lane Still I hear ya loud and clear on ya lil' song Go on getcha dissin' on while tha king on His self
known for Blowin' 'dro, 24, livin' how the song go Rubber burnt, turn the corners, beatin' like a Congo You try to jack and pull the strap, it's +ASAP+ pronto King
I used to like to get a big, fat bowl of cereal and watch cartoons, motherfucker, and if that- if you can't relate to this song you're taking this shit
relates the color to the scenes. A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems. And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love. As song
da dum de dum Let me introduce myself, they call me Mr. Foxx Known for making ladies scream and jumpin' out they socks Yes, it's all real (Real) I'm king of the hill (Hill
you, man I'm getting brains in the Range with the brains blown out With TV's, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out I am the king of the city, top
', overseas people dyin' Politicians lyin', I'm tryin' Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on From bringin, out the truth in the song So C H P short for Cypress Hill
!) You can try to ride with the hill, lie on the hill But when your shit talk starts is when die on the hill We get, high on the hill, rely on the steel
hear Ma$e call em' wanna get their mase on You hot 16 I'm a very great song (Yeah!) Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e song (yeah!) You play Clake