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kingsley - eden lyrics

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[intro: kingsley]
its gonna be a while before i go in..
let it play…

yes..yes..yes.yes..yessss

[verse 1: kingsley]
show ’em who the king is
a paper let me get ’em
it’s murder ‘coz they
bound to get excited if i let ’em
these apples in their diet
is the way that i have fed ’em
say, naja nigricolis
who that nigga spitting venom?

[t.c]
it’s that two-headed heathen
the one who induce sinning
from the garden of eden
these apples been twice bitten
sickening, i’m lifting these bars
with no forklift
punches in my lines cause
mayweather to forfeit

[kingsley]
he’s the one who came before this
on my ridd-ck city lawless
with a manicure and tried
to build a muh’f-cken fortress
i could spit a life sentence
5 fouls is what the call is
bars are from adx florence
i’m flawless!

[t.c]
floor-less and four spliffs
to stay up on the ceiling
feening to stay on top
check the potency of weed
and its the high grade high grade
what you know about the chronic
see the pedestals my stepping stone
how far am i on it?

[kingsley]
you’re a tourist
the profit’s where the boss is

[t.c]
i’m living in this b
no need to get adopted

[kingsley]
i’m moving at c that’s why
the prophets never saw this

[t.c]
there’s heat in these streets
so these rappers stay corporate

[kingsley]
i’m feeling like the president
and rap city’s my office

[t.c]
always had the keys
i’m the muthaf-cken locksmith!
the sickest in the business
check the doctors diagnostics

[kingsley]
f-ck around the flow will
leave you nauseous be cautious
smoke
get the bush burning
let me get two stings
pushing up on my sternum

[t.c]
let ’em choke
i’m the rattex to these vermin
it’s as if i grew wings
i’m too fly for the surface

[kingsley]
flush out the arrival
getting rid of that yearning

[t.c]
them worshiping dem idols
dem sheep that we hearding
it’s dem flow to dem preacher
for the sermon…

[kingsley]
uhh….
yessss…
it’s kingsley at the opera
with a fat lady and vodka
and microphone stuffed in her purse
try stop her
a one man army
i’m that little toy soldier
servin shots like a waitress
coming out this verbal chopper

[t.c]
i chop a hen and leave its legs
to roll with the big crocker
watch ’em do it like tick
and the shoe of a footlocker

[kingsley]
i’m proper to being proper
nothing like big poppa
but still up in the kitchen
with more of that b crocker

[t.c]
i’m a croc in the water
at times a pool of vodka
so the influence of liquor
is the definition of danger

[kingsley]
rappers that i conquer
all the skulls in my locker
its magical black excellence
an accidental doctor

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