of the B-Boy kingdom Bring them laughter after which bring them tears The story had never been told until now As the glory of the kingdom come comes down
glory of the b-boy kingdom Bring them laughter after which bring them tears The story had never been told until now As the glory of the kingdom come comes down
up, you been shot down Get yourself up, you been locked down Get yourself up Get your self up, you been knocked down Get yourself up, you been shot down
s and you can see why these Mother fuckers don't wanna see my steeze 'Cuz I'm ma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles And I come from the kingdom
Our Father who art in Heaven How it be thy name Thy kingdom come That's the prayer that I say so spread the word And if you feelin' down and out read
sayin'? And this is safe. The whole industry and I come to bring the real nigga, that's where I come, I come to keep it real. I know, I come from Bone
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and
gun He leans well back agains the tree He knows his Kingdom's come He'll breath a sigh self satisfied The work is in good hands He shoots the coins into
gun He leans well back against the tree He knows his kingdom's come He'll breath a sigh self satisfied The work is in good hands He shoots the coins
To the edge of it all anyway Up where the kingdom comes Down where the streets take the breath Of another young gun Love is a whispered prayer Shot
when that day might come A shot in the dark, well it just might find its way To the hearts of those that hold the keys to kingdom come Oh, Jena Oh,
When the earth quakes and the sky starts to fall Down will come emcees, fake shit an' all On top I be the show shot, the bomb drops After shot blow your
Annie Christian wanted To be number one But her kingdom never comes Thy will be done She couldn't stand the glory She will be second to none The way
down I reign supreme, niggas never should've never came for me It's over la, close your eyes, when you die it's on the rise You got sent to God's kingdom
a come So watch the heathen them a run Cha Youth man a beg and you fi put down your gun Me no want fi see another youth tumble down This is reality no
enough, then I'll huff and I'll puff And mack yo' motherfuckin ass down, now stay down, ya low down Better yet, here's a shot from the 4-pound And the
dollars and a secondhand suit A pistol and a hat and a worn out flute So I took a bus down to the Rio Grande And I shot a man down on the edge of town
"we'll be natives to the end" Nowadays we don't even speak I guess we got our own life to live Or is it because we want our own kingdom to