Songtexte:
Fellow King

night is a closure Getting it off, heading it up a way Following up and dreading it all for you Holding it off, head is up all the way Fellow king

night is a closure Getting it off, heading it up a way Following up and dreading it all for you Holding it off, head is up all the way Fellow king up

alone in bed at night, I become the King of the Silver Screen. I stare at the ceiling there; I know where I belong. I two step with Fred Astaire or fighting old King

green light And proceed us together, be more better like lemon pepper on your wings And you'll never find another fellow that's better than your king

me see, the thing about me is you don't really know a thing about me everyone's making a stink about me like there's some kind of a aura of that of the king

, pimps, low lives Are running police coming gunning jumping Over fences hide in trenches Fight defenses ducking bullets this that hood shit Show more footage Speak from pulpits (Fellow

Just an ordinary fellow, anyone can see.... But I'm no ordinary fellow When she kisses me............ When I'm with that girl of mine Feel like a king

king of snake mongoose and the king of snake dog man and the king of snake king of snake great mongoose and the king of snake dog man and the king

: [verse 1] lemmie tell ya what this fellow like, caught somewhere between stop and go like yellow lights(uh-huh) hustla so i gotta get it mellow right