paroles de chanson I Hope I'm Funny - Richard Pryor
Now,
e'rybody
wanna
be
the
king
of
the
South
When,
they
ain't
runnin'
a
damn
thing
but
they
mouth
No
doubt,
it's
all
good,
y'all
just
statin'
y'all
opinion
But
in
the
South
and
in
the
hood
it's
understood
without
sayin'
It's
a
given,
and
ain't
because
of
what
I'm
doin'
for
a
livin'
It's,
mo'
because
of
what
I
do
and
how
I'm
livin'
Not
to
mention
when
I'm
rappin'
I'm
just
hurtin'
niggaz'
feelings
(Niggaz'
feelings)
And
still
chillin'
on
somethin'
that's
into
healing
Made
provisions
for
the
clique
to
continue
keepin'
it
pimpin'
Whether
crack
was
in
the
house
or
record
sales
was
through
the
ceiling
So
say
what
you
want,
and
do
what
you
please
But
for
fun,
I
shoot
22's
from
your
shoes
to
your
knees
I
run
a
record
label
and
a
crew
of
G's
So,
niggaz'll
come
and
look
for
you
if
ya
sneeze
Or
even
breathe
the
wrong
way,
you
better
do
what
the
song
say
And
be
easy,
or
else
it'll
be
a
long
day
I'm
a
king,
bank
rolls
in
the
pockets
of
my
jeans
I'm
a
king,
you
pussy
niggaz
couldn't
see
me
in
your
dreams
I'm
a
king,
top
topic
of
all
of
your
magazines
I'm
a
king,
head
of
the
body,
leader
of
the
team
I'm
a
king,
remember
I
can
get
your
block
knocked
off
I'm
a
king,
a
Bentley
coupe
with
the
top
chopped
off
I'm
a
king,
I'm
connectin'
nationwide
but
in
the
South
I'm
a
king,
just
respect
it
and
keep
my
name
out'cha
mouth
I'm
a
king
I'm
the
prince
shorty
don't
get
it
twisted
Been
callin'
shots
simpin'
'fore
my
flows
existed
And
still
find
birds
in
my
momma
kitchen
You
might
see
me
burnin'
purple
in
the
subdivision
I
got
soldiers
on
deck,
Babyface
pimpin'
Whatchu'
know
'bout
dat,
I
get
a
bad
Brenda
With
that
vert'
top
back,
my
jeans
feelin'
tight
'Cause
my
pockets
stay
fat,
playa
better
know
that
My
neck
got
so
much
shit,
danglin'
Big
dick,
big
chain,
we
just
keep
on
hangin'
Got
a
Hollywood
ho,
and
a
broad
that
be
sangin'
They
be
hatin'
'cause
I'm
famous
what
I
was
thankin'
And
this
for
every
don
nigga
thankin'
he
passed
me
Y'all
just
thank
that
you
gone
and
the
shit'll
be
nasty
I'ma
stay
ballin',
ballin'
off
my
old
school
classic
Lil'
Scrap
got
big
bank,
now
see
if
you
can
match
it
I'm
a
king,
bank
rolls
in
the
pockets
of
my
jeans
I'm
a
king,
you
pussy
niggaz
couldn't
see
me
in
your
dreams
I'm
a
king,
top
topic
of
all
of
your
magazines
I'm
a
king,
head
of
the
body,
leader
of
the
team
I'm
a
king,
remember
I
can
get
your
block
knocked
off
I'm
a
king,
a
Bentley
coupe
with
the
top
chopped
off
I'm
a
king,
I'm
connectin'
nationwide
but
in
the
South
I'm
a
king,
just
respect
it
and
keep
my
name
out'cha
mouth
I'm
a
king
Shorty
I'm
down
with
the
kings,
so
call
me
the
greatest
Number
one
hustler,
I
keep
the
street
blazin'
If
the
grapes
don't
sell,
I
dry
'em
up
and
sell
raisins
While
y'all
cherry
pickin'
hustlers
out
here
slavin'
That
king
shit
nigga
runs
deep
in
my
veins
Pump
through
my
heart,
live
in
my
bone
marrow
Mayne
That's
pimpin'!
My
gas
is
premium
like
octane
Can't
tell
me
nuttin'
'bout
stackin'
these
Benja-maynes
I'm
the
king
of
the
Dirty,
see
me
seated
in
the
throne
Overruled
other
dudes
like
Caesar
did
in
Rome
With
a
prince
that's
so
demandin'
and
an
aura
so
strong
The
South
ain't
been
represented
like
this
in
so
long
I'm
an
emperor,
you
best
be
glad
I'm
workin'
on
my
temper
Otherwise
I'd
cock
a
pistol,
send
some
missiles
to
your
temple
Disrespect
us
I'ma
blick
'em
'til
I
get
you
plain
and
simple
Brass
knuckles
to
your
dentals
blast
suckers
in
they
dimples
I'm
a
king,
bank
rolls
in
the
pockets
of
my
jeans
I'm
a
king,
you
pussy
niggaz
couldn't
see
me
in
your
dreams
I'm
a
king,
top
topic
of
all
of
your
magazines
I'm
a
king,
head
of
the
body,
leader
of
the
team
I'm
a
king,
remember
I
can
get
your
block
knocked
off
I'm
a
king,
a
Bentley
coupe
with
the
top
chopped
off
I'm
a
king,
I'm
connectin'
nationwide
but
in
the
South
I'm
a
king,
just
respect
it
and
keep
my
name
out'cha
mouth
I'm
a
king
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