watch C-SPAN, TV-Land, and HBO The History Channel and QVC and Lifetime (yo) (You're gonna) My butt is aching As I watch NASCAR racing That show about undertaking Larry King
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah Ride on, ride on, Lion, ride on Walk down the river 'cuz the river don't run Same thing make you laugh, make you cry That's why
Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! Hip Hop! Beat Street The king of the beat You see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street
poor I'm pissed off and this success song is about A bunch a niggas acting like bitches with big mouths All this stress, all I got is this big house
land again we love him and narnia this is what we call home and in your world he is known as god hail aslan hail aslan he is the king not a man but
and gi wi quarter Conquer the land nuh waan fi gi wi a acre Disconnect mi light an chop off mi water To the Kings of Kings, well mi know them shall answer
I got a third eye sight vibe that don't lie I am the lion, goodnight, defyin' evil's the bull's eye It's like this and my word is bond This is a modern
3 lions starving in a crack house Wid guns galore taking Jakes to war Don't challenge the score from here to Van Couver I stand wit' this Lex Luger stashed
come from out of their holes This year they've got a king to choose Lions will be the dukes of the soggy marsh And I shall be the king of the kangaroos
't got no home in this world any more I ain't got no home in this world any more I ain't got no home in this world any more Farewell sorrow, praise God
, his source And civilisation, he leaves behind Opinions are his fingernails Maya, Maya, all this world is but a play Be thou the joyful player Maya, Maya, all this
I mash on this white chump Front back side 2 side on a speed bump I say,"gotta come n get me." with a 350 Roar like a lion, high speed on a
you hear when the lion within you roars Will you take to the hills Will you stand Will you stand for it Will you hear when the lion within you roars Could
in Promised Land vein division I tug my friend down to my astigmatism Low Bro Packs and rows, Max a golden butcher Last catapult standin in a land
cooley Mi have white liver and white kidney But mi black like a tar and mi strong like a lion Any gal wuk dem haffi wantreach Zion, gal haffi Cry fi this
bottom gave way I began falling and gave it ten seconds, pulled the cord on my parachute Landed surrounded by a herd of wild barracudas, lions The sounds
in blankets That bunch of backward gangsters, that sign of Alpha Davis Snitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this Hopin' my child can see through this
