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the kings dead - don't need much lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m young black and racist
only like green faces
your bro, bro don’t like my song?
well f-ck him then
er, to the bridge with the brick on the gas
and a bro in the back on the trunk
like here’s a copy of my album, like well i hope you have fun
cause the world don’t need no hate
my girl don’t need no make up
and i’m just on this chase, see the kingdom when i wake up
day by day by day, spin my life with 808s
got some brothers in the jungle and the hood they tell you pray
sack of scrilla for my mother
hope the rain is on the way
if a n-gga tell me never, it ain’t ever my face
i got something in my engine, put some money on the race
when it’s neck and neck and neck
i’m hitting turbo all the way

[hook]
and i’m just riding round with my n-ggas don’t need much more then that
i know my brothers down to pull triggers
don’t need much more then that
and we just steady focused, and grinding
don’t need much more then that
i need a grammy up on my table
don’t need much more then that
and i’m just riding round with my n-ggas
don’t need much more then that
i know my brothers down to pull triggers
don’t need much more then that
and we just steady focused and grinding
don’t need much more then that
i need a grammy up on my table
don’t need much more than that

[verse 2]
hmm, what you doing with a pistol?
turn that crime right up because the rent’s due?
why don’t you ask you mom what she been through
why don’t you switch that gun for ju-jitsu
these lil n-ggas don’t know sh-t
these olds heads all locked up
and the world don’t give a d-mn about us
if you money ain’t big it just don’t add up
i’m yelling brenda your baby, shot the block up like crazy
look what the music done made me
the sun don’t shine on the shady
and don’t like myself when they like me
i love myself when they don’t
man these moments changing so quickly
should believe it all but i won’t
so i wake up in the morning
looking for a reason
got my focus on the motive, perfection is what i’m reaching
and god, i’m not a loser, i had a rendez-vous er
wanna show up to the crib, use to live right by the sewer
now we suiting up for no game
used to look the part that we playing
stand here right next to these haters
made it right here with no major
i’m a major douche, f-ck a school
mistakes equal learning, better make a move, pay your dues
and stack up all your earnings

[hook]

- the kings dead lyrics

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