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bama king - killuminati lyrics

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expensive jewelry, fast cars, designer clothes

bama king boy you must’ve sold ya soul (they think i’m illuminati)

verse: i’m on fire in my hot rod

all this ice gon keep a n-gga thawed

i’m hotter than the devil n-gga

sitting in fire with gasoline drawls

call me sl!ck rick cause i feel i’m a ruler

i come from the gutta but now i’m a shiner

i swear umma ball like the head on a buddah

equipped with them shooters

my youngins they pro with them tools

like them choppers, and llamas, and ruegers

more snakes in my gr-ss than the head of medussa

dreads in my head like the lion of judah

blowing cohibas, pouring 2 liters

foreign 2 seaters, foreign 2 divas

these n-ggas they doubt i’m the king

but these diamonds, these golds, these bands

gon make em believers

the night they k!lled petey my heart got so cold

i shed so many tears blood came out my eyes

if it wasn’t for sonya i been wouldve murked one of them f-ck n-ggas

promise i ain’t letting that sh-t slide

b-tch i’m flexing all summer remember them hummers on 30’s atlanta life made me that n-gga

4 wheelers on forgies, bad b-tches in orgies, had business endeavors with former c0ke dealers

the top floor in villas getting head on the phone while i’m blowing on strong and counting my scrilla

all this going on while i’m laughing watching shottas thinking like d-mn ain’t i that n-gga

pictures of my life i draw em in lyrics

nardo divinci i paint em so vivid

you talk about that life but you do not live it

you mimic what u see and somewhat a gimmick

i’m puffing that spliff it do something to my spirit

it enter my body my soul get so lifted

i’m favored most high its a blessing to be in my presence

they be like bama you gifted

my blunts be the longest, my ice be the brightest, my kicks be the newest my songs go so hard

my body possessed by a spirit that’s making me flow like poseidon they thing i’ma god

i left in that cl-ssic came back in a foreign they couldn’t believe it thought they saw a mirage

you posed to be gangsta but taking that d-ck like a b-tch but we all know thats just a phisage

blasphemy! saying my name while in vain with these hoes just to get a little fame

blast for me; thats what my n-ggas gon do when in beef we don’t play with them thangs

attached to me; like a siamese how that heater be stuck to my side tell me can you

imagine me; flossing in beamers i’m flexing for hoes when i sale out arenas

indictment, subpoenas got my n-ggas locked up on charges they need good -ss lawyers to win

when i f-ck round and blow umma get my n-ggas out the struggle they’ll never see jail cells again

b-tch i’m flowing like 2pac and big resurrected my style is perfected it can’t be neglected

plus every line dope take a sniff let em know i’m the rawest (laughs) hahahahaha!!

flawless!!

hook:

they think i sacrificed blood to get this bread

all my clothes and jewelry got medussa heads

(they think i’m illuminati)

my hudson shirt got the holy mother mary

dirty powerade call it bl–dy mary

(they think i’m illuminati)

i feel the spirit every time i take a smoke

pants paranormal pockets full of ghosts

(they think i’m illuminati)

expensive jewelry, fast cars, designer clothes

bama king boy u must’ve sold ya soul

(they think i’m illuminati)

2pac:

k!lluminati

all thru ya body

the blow is like a 12 gage shotty

uh….feel me!!!!!!

- bama king lyrics

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