here for my lil' queen And my lil' king, ya heard me Lil' Christopher and lil' Christiane, ya know Look man (mumbling) My two fa-shiggity, ya understand And
look at me and tell me darling How badly do you want this part? Are you willing to sacrifice? And are you willing to be real nice? All your talent and
So, how can I trust you Love me if you must be fooled Here's the mic and here's your cue Summer rain and Christmas tears Holiday addiction and fear Throw away love and golden years
and tough And then straite up ya ass Bitch you bad, I can't lie about that Be good to what you do and you do lick ass "?" And tattoo You go both ways
within ourselves, but God gave comfort and grace and gave an escape A physical affliction is that of Christ?s glory It?s for us to relate and share in
up and here comes that black Watch yourself, he is kind of smart, you know... [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] This story began five years ago Took a funky idea and
hate Jerry 'cause he's the man! With more fight time than HBO And even Don King should promote talk shows It't the best thing in years to hit the TV '
I been knowing you for years We was high school peers In Junior High I was itching' to kill And you was, 'Ready To Die' While you bullshitting niggas was dying and
me 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
man child Bomb first stand proud Ain't looking for hand-outs Twenty-five years up in this bi**h And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And leave my
no need to fear so much insanity and thru tha years I know ya gave me your heart and plus When I'am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me --------
is the troubles in the black youth of the ghettos And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth At an extremly alarming rate And even
and melt the bags Cause the dimes so big it's lookin like Alka Seltzer tabs And the customers know that ya bubblin slow Before the movie I been had hustle and
: [5 seconds instrumental] [Intro:] "FOREVER KING"! [Bridge:] Some niggaz jus' wanna smoke! - Some niggaz wanna smoke niggaz... [gunshot] Some niggaz
head Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been
'em Put a shot to your melon, that'll keep you're punk ass from chillin' Then I got that nine and a fo'-fo', that H2 is never full Bullet proof windows and
thug We could ride through Compton and see real Bloods Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You
