first time My eyes beheld one altogether lovely The Lily of the Valley, the Fairest of Ten Thousands My Lord, my Saviour Jesus Christ I threw up my hands
and sleep, ya see we family now, comin up wit tha gat pap, done wit tha heat, crazy friends, out ta rolls, wadn't me fathers by my lonely, before a sis
's heart Then fell to his knees and prayed for his life. As he felt a hand on his shoulder he whirled To find the maiden by his side She smiled and the
naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance, word up Now let?s get back to this mic on my arm If it ever left my side it?d transform into a time bomb
on your screen I hold a cup in my hand To help me reach my own promised land Crown of thorns on my head Wrapped up in my own cardboard bed I got youth by my side
try and get to the other side until the time finally comes there'll be no breath, but you will smell it there'll be no death, but you will die it by
hoes, my mado keep my distance from lames My 45 be on my side and I be ready to ride We catch you slippin' you be missin' have you buried alive My niggas
about my life (My life) My life (My life) Y'all don't know shit about my life (My life) My life (My life) Y'all don't know shit about my life (My life) My
the city of angels who aren't even there I see you praying for hope while you keep worshipping dope The devil right by your side and I see death in your
stand my heat, it's unbearable My wisdom fucks up your respiratorial Systems are fractured by the killa tactics Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged Enter the entity, my
the scene Call it chopped meat 'cause every word is choppy My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop me Gettin' caught up in my world
, thy awe to me: Satan! Myriads die, my time has arrived, thy blood to me: Satan! And I ascend the earthen throne with fire by my side. My reign will
With thoughts of reaching the sky Rocked ball caps but knew My crown was a king size A product of my father's labor And my mother's reprise To keep my
breath of my thoughts. Feltering hope becomes my command. Is the crown for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the throne, the sceptre and the cloakwoven out of blood. Is the crown
right We dat live by de knife will die by de knife You betta try save your life On your life dere might be a oversight Take my advice and jump inna your
crackers will give my black ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in good fellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm