King’s Life King Typical (Ft. Non)

Intro
Yoh x2
Yoh turn the music up a lil bit in the heard phones my nigga
I'm about to spit this shit yoh!
Let me get em
Aaah!!

Verse 1
Okay I walk into the liquor store
Slamming at these bottle do this shit like Michelangelo
I had to get the antidote
Before I start to speak nigga get back
I had to kick back and lay my shit down
Do you get that, I hope you get that
Who gat the knowledge on how to make it with this rap shit
It's full of prophesy, they prophesy we niggas gonna lose
We the niggas that are never fooled
My nigga Ed he snatched you out I guess he's coming with the pending doom
So you better move
We the niggas with the groove
Still slamming on these beats up in the booth until it's noon nigga
More grip like twelve fingers
I zip you up into a body bag, ten killers
This shit is stuck inside my memories
I had to get a bottle sip this shit just for medicinal
To exercise my mental
This Hennessy make me noushsous
I feel it in my bones I guess it's killing my conscience
I really gat to speak to agree
That ama be the king when I bleed for the streets (yoh)
Ama be the nigga standing out for this shit (yoh)
Ama be the nigga with this shit (yoh) x2