around me i'm on a spankin' ting, it's no wankin' ting. See me i'm on the stance same ting, further more I should be the skankin' king.. -Fearless-
a pretty girl around me, I'm on a spankin' ting, it's no wankin' ting ai See me I'm on a stancin' ting, forever more I shall be the spankin' king So
I've been breaking it down for you baby running around,I can't see no love for me somebody rescue me I'm the king of the town mr crazy creating a sound
it's a phase? Phase one I said and snipped and sewn for days I dreamed of London town art and fashion was my thing I arrived and took a job in Burger King
I've been to London, seen seven wonders. I know to trip is just to fall I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it. I always knew what it was for. There
Washington to claim the crown Let the whole world know that, the King was in town As I, arrived, the crowd started to cheer And then someone yelled out, "The King
supposed to Riding with the pistol, syrup and the doja Texas is holding, woodgrain controlling Feeling like Tina, big wheels keep rolling Big money folding, your ery'day hustle Today I'm in London
if you scared you never ready And yeah I went green, 26s on the hybrid Smoked so much green that I can?t open up my eyelids Wake up in London, go to
my co-defendant With this mic I thee wed I made an entire generation Obey what we said I'm talkin' France to Germany From Italy to Japan From London
you? Where were you? And where were you? Where were you? Where were you? When Moe Dee challenged LL I was there When that bus blew up in London I was
So heres another love song [verse 2] We came a long way baby You know whats amazin The surprise we told these new guys Flav has always been crazy Hit london
As I walked under london bridge One misty morning early, I overheard a fair, pretty maid, Lamenting for her geordie. ''my geordie will be hanged with
earth And in my dream I saw and heard the ways the different people Hail the king whose star shone in the east and what a dream it was In London Town
, I gotta step on it before I talk Part investor of the Utah Jazz, I'm the real king of New York London cashmere, walkin? around with Guiliani regular
I'm reachin' a high state of nirvana but wanna chop and imitate To bite, the livin' spirits Golden livin' tablets transmitted by the Abbot Blood related king to King
solitified Jim Jones, Rider of Riders, Santana, Human crack in the flesh My nigga Hell Rell is home, I jus' brought my niggaz S.A.S over from London 40
around me People and places where I've been I had the blues for the lost days Way back when times were lean We had Sonny Boy, Freddy King and Hendrix
our childhood Brainwashed by the school Brainwashed by our teachers And brainwashed by all their rules Brainwashed by our leaders By our kings and queens