Songtexte:
King B Any Other Way

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With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done Might live by the gun, but keep livin' through my livin' son Hook: [King T] x4 Outro: [King T] We make,

hang out at? Who the fuck I'm screwin' Damn I move way out to the boondocks So I can have a little bit of privacy You bought a tiny ass condo Way across

no other word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any

You see me, you know that I'm on my Deen Down to get down anytime by any means Known to be OT, reppin on any scene And all about the paper, we stackin

's couldn't cream me The lyrics make your head knock Malik B and Black Thought, the dreadlock Man, transgressin', you'll catch lead I, crushin' Poundin' on the drums like King

't curse Don't curse bust it I won't curse, I'll take a famous curse word and just say kcuf Kcuf flipped around the other way means ha Boy when I do,

rock the set B.K. to B.X. straight lockin' it (Yeah) All y'all other DJ's be poppin' shit But when we come around the way I do the opposite What's the

heated, state your beef/ These bitches need to practice what they preach, capice? Rest in peace Martin Luther King, who truly was a bigger man than me, turned the other