paroles de chanson Kings - Bill Hicks , Stemple , Lynx 196.9

Gold plated crown embezzled
Red beryl and Painite brain tight
Crown holder sound boulder
Biting canines crack teeth wack athletes
This a long run
The marathon is on son turning these fruits to grape wine
No glitter no bitter taste I get rid of waste to make the Tape shine
Age wise I'm wiser than blazed minds
Made right no gps
Devious premium packaged helium
Why so serious why so delirious A man of age
Managing handling like driving in the rain
Graveyards filled with brave hearts and fake hearts
Graveyards Filled with Kings and golden rings
Clothes that stink and bones that reek
What am I supposed to think
As if I didn't wanna be formed to ashes with has been
What has been will always highschool laughs in the hallways
Fall days or days with a small pay it's all straight
Cause we the kings

Safe to say the hate a form of reverse love
Hold no grudge nor judge just know won't budge
Knee deep in mud label a savage but
Outside so they lies don't really mean much
Or add up mad stuck let it escape
Bad luck or math suck either way we don't relate
Besides Winters and Stemple stay in my scape
Olemac on the chop he know I crave my space
Should time travel mind gravel level landscape
Machete swing detach half your upper face
Ugly part of the life that's unseen
Can't sleep, when I do all I see lost dreams
Offspring a Martin Luther King's side string
Lineage a King no mistake fate given
Toast to fam crooked and still skeptic
Til in and back out the box repeat the method
Small circle squares no appear nights
Out as we in no spot repeated twice
Isolation solidifies my paradise
Partially the price to me no sacrifice