100 lyrics for "I am the King"
That nothing's ever out of reach So dream, dream, dream Whoa, you got my head in the clouds Whoa, you got me thinking out loud The more you dream about me the more I believe Whoa oh, your thoughts are gonna pick me up Do me a favor And tell me what you
PlayI can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I
PlayOunce in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Early morning cutting corners Rolling up this marijuana Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it? My cup holder filled with Tropicana Couple grams of
PlayIt's a mystery to me, the game commences For the usual fee, plus expenses Confidential information, it's a diary This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line
PlayI'ma knock the pussy out like fight night Broke niggas stand to the left My rich niggas stand to the right Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!) Hit it with the left, hit with the right Beat it with the left, beat it with the right If you know
PlayCrazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too They say that when a high brow meets a low brow Walking along Broadway Soon the high brow, he has no brow Ain't it a shame and you're to blame You produce the same condition Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway I'll go my
PlayOnly in dreams, so blindly you follow Only in death we come to amends This bitter pill I'm left here to swallow Or will I see you in the end? You took him away Without a trace or tear, erased from the story Hate fills these bloodshot eyes He was gone
PlayNever have to worry For all that we know The truth be told As we lay down low Walking the thin line Let the happiness in For now it's fine We're living the lie September's here again
PlayI'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me Well I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me I'm waitin' on the sun to set 'cause yesterday ain't over yet I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess Dusty roads ain't
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