the king rules
bomb bombs bomb bout bombombonbout here he here he halve you seen karo you don't stop till you find that mf off with his head. leave him be headless. I want him alive or maybe dead. ok ok 1 2 go the mf 3 karo on feet escaping up the tree bitch ass niggas fear me. I be back around and what goes around comes back around awkward sound when karma around I'm gravity bound busting targets with rocks I'm on the clock lighting strick my nikias off the yat my party carry glocks. ready to kick as braken ligament gun sounds like instruments spitting fire on some insedents.. kill all the innocent. money purging burnem out I shout takem out . and they leave with a black out kill the king rise up mash out I take the a toast rolle some smoke pull out the rope a dope. knock a giant the golden king don't choke two times to the body and one two the rib the power to the throat. that's the king story in the envelope.
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