I was born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary in the legions of Hell Now I'm king of pain
was born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain
born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain, I
born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain,
Be the number 1 smuggler in the area Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated State to state and over seas gettin' faded Buddah king
acre by acre. [Madchild] Rock star reflections scalping a diamond destiny Dynasty of the slanted crushed black velvet and safire Psycho circuits of carnage that's unbelievably evil
Intro: So you've got so many diamonds you wear all the finest clothes and your grill is shining as you're driving down the streets of gold BUT YOU CANT
the mic whack And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's like that Money, money y'all It be the root of all evil Money, money y'all It makes you popular
the root of evil we the proof, some times it?s a plea from me to u I seen through the eyes of the prophets King tutankhamun And Martins and Malcolms
it, d-d-damn Yes (yes), let's go (yes), uh huh Aiyyo, money is the root of all evil I thought But when I'm broke is usually when I have the evilest thoughts
king Let a crumby motherfucker breed fuck wit me It goes knock knock, rummy at an abrupt speed The seed's all growns up, playing grown people games Evil
is ever mine, I gave you diamonds. And in an act to seal the oath, I gave you roses, be careful of the f**king thorns. In your eyes I saw the end, these
king of shine is Soon as I walk in da king of diamonds She broke up wit' me once, almost had me cryin' She knew I was cheatin' because she caught me lyin' King
throats like inhale smoke Forever ready like nine volt, batteries Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe From Queens them Kings
