歌词：
King S X Cigarettes

Have you gotten any cigarettes And have you got anything for me? I no longer know just what I'm saying Is this how it's supposed to be Sometimes, I think

-Look! Up in the sky -It's a bird -It's a plane -Hee hee hee hee, naw! It's Sooperman Lover, baby -Daddy, Daddy -Would you please read us a story? -Alright

? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible Terrible, what you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible... (Buzz) There's the buzzer

born in 1968 and I open the daily news How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans? Open toe sandals with choncletas with jeans on How's the king

dead yet But nicotine slaves are all the same - At a pettin' party or a poker game Everythin's gotta stop while you have that cigarette Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette

the planet earth Magneta, magneta, magneta, Wu revolution king, yeah Arise you God's 'cuz the time for the revolutional war That's the mental war Malcolm X, Malcolm X, Malcolm X That's

ya' brand new outfit feestyle flow is all I come with I don't give a fuck ya'll stupid dumb bitch in the land of g's smoking QP's Smoke on kill I'ma

fist, that's the power sign And mc's clean up your act cause it's shower time (I got ta) drop my rhymes like a sandbag (I got ta) pick up the microphone and rag Mc's

It's a small hood, but it's all good And mr. rogers ain't got shit up on my neighborhood I represent nothin' but g's (g's) from richmond, california