Songtexte:
The King And I Home

Children Be it ever so humble, There's no place like home. A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world, Is ne'er met

And I really like honey Not as much as vanilla though We talk in the sun for hours And I tell you, you listen like a girl You smile and understand that

year Give him your heart and not the pressure of your peers They say I?m bold in letter, meek in face If I begin to boast, I boast in grace If they can

evil at best And since our bodies are matter God couldn't be in the flesh They're denying the fact that Christ was fully God and fully man I fully stand

Kid Ice] I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin Our beats are always strong, and never dyin The lyrics I recite, I say with power So step aside or get devoured I

I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent} I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin (Nigga I'm loyal to the game) I give you my way and I cock and

and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother And I cried tears

, AMERIKKKA I charge you with the crime of rape, murder, and assault For suppressing and punishing my people I charge you with robery for robbing me of my history I

My wrist and my whips have niggas like whoa I'm the underground king I reside on the throne In the club wylin out over henny and patron Me I'm in the zone yea me I