Dream on dreamer, starchild Open your mind carefully Dream on dreamer, ride home Dreamshades changing endlessly Enter worlds no one has seen All at your
fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause To feed them on my grind, did I get
scream for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side you dont wanna hear that thing talk Let the king talk
ass crack Damn its like that Its like that I like that You like that You a king baby, Imma treat you like that Yeah, I hear you talking like you on the
Joe Always on my hard shit, Joey Viagra Pull up make 'em car sick, abra kadabra Presto magic, Bugattia??s on the scene Partya??s all around me like its Gotti on
my ballers that's born to clock Now I'ma be on top whether I perform or not I went from lukewarm to hot, sleepin' on futons and cots To king size dream
arrogant drug dealer, the legend I've become CNN said I'll be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I just pulled an ace You looking at the king in his face Everything I dream
niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause To feed them on my grind, did I get a little
I get down. And You And I I. Cord Of Life Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream. Staying the flowers daily,
got a mind of it's own Like Christine Murderin' the block, half past grind mutherucker be the time On the watch What you wanna do with me, King Powder flow
me, starred in yo bitch's dreams That's why I'm 20 feet tall standing on the big screen Get dough, get green, my flow sickening It's the king nigga Put me on
says hello Now grease that gig and play it blank Gonna go on out and gas that dog Trick on in flower that small Take it on down begin to grow Now play
us sharing a crib Losin' all that, God forbid You deserve flowers and candy, the simple things In addition to the SL's, baguettes and rings Instead I walk around like I'm a king
I scream for, this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side, you don't wanna hear that thing talk Let the king
and keep you happy, give it a chance come on just flow with the music get blowed off the music. When I was 13 like Dr. King I had a dream to be one of
m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King everybody
king They wanna be the, the, the king Long live the, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king Most kings get their heads cut off Keep on climbing
the dark and the lamp burned And his mother fasted and prayed as he slept Dreaming of blossoms, they were burning his throat He had eaten flowers, fell burning Flowers
