Smile And the soul raises the sun and the spirits higher And darling the same's all we ever seem to do For so long a search for someone to be like you [smile
Übersetzung: Mark King. Smile.
: (feat. 60 Second Assassin) [Killah Priest:] Even Kings die, thrones rust Skeleton bones turn to dust Memories are blown into gust It's about how you
you burn into ashes in urns With the dirty cash, smirkin murder smile That's when the party stops In the Audi ox Plus the blazin hot Bacardi stocks Marky Mark
you can stand on your own two I speak the poetry, dissing those who keep on quoting me Try to play me, cease it, you don't know me So smile in my face
in the north pole Invite all the writers and journalists Even biters will turn up man*, to see who can be me Better than me it's a permanent, smile
bite marks, the kisses, the glass memories reflecting back the suffocating block, ill milk of regret Just smile and breathe, dad we never mattered it anyway Smile
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space, He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race. I shook my head and smiled
me Its G's up and marks down when I'm making my rhymes I'm up in NYC with Dipset and we shutting it down Shouts out to King and Martin holding it down
and talking I was across the street Loungin and lost in the beat Peeped you insatiable urged to holla Out of my car insatiable urge to folla On my mark
the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it Scarface, King of New York, I wanna be it Rap was secondary, money was necessary Until I got incarcerated kinda scary C74-Mark
you can stand on your own two I speak the poetry dissing those who keep on quoting me Try to play me cease it, you don't know me So smile in my face
out for the handshake, up for the call, watch and see those rednecks fall. (chorus) Who is he? King of polyester. Who is he? King of polyester. Who is he? King
vipers Lyric spirit snipers Ignite us We'll be candles in the dark Solid like Noah's Ark I was destined for this part In the scheme of thangs We kings
that way. The king of broken hearts is so sad and wise He can smile while he's crying inside We know he'll be brave tonight 'Cause he's the king of
double diamond party in the north pole Invite all the writers and journalists Even biters will turn up man, to see who can be me Better than me it's a permanent, smile
pad lock I'm determined to kill the mic like Jews and Germans Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin' While you smiling I got
made you think your credit lasts for years Oh no Sugar Am I still the one and only in your garden Does the thought of me in your dream make you smile
