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The King I by The Good Year Pimps Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2000

[Intro]
In the ghetto
And his momma cried
You would never... (ha ha ha)
Walk like an angel, in the ghetto (Walk like an angel)
You would never... (ha ha ha)
And his momma cried, in the ghetto
You would never...
And his momma cried (Walk like an angel)
(Walk like an angel) In the ghetto
And his momma cried (Walk like an angel)
(Walk like an angel)

[Verse 1]
I take a skull from the valley of kings, a song that stings and all the evil it brings and all the shit you can obtain just by the way that you sing
So that a couple-million saints will come and give you your wings
Get fat and sloppy, learn karate bada-boom bada-bing


Instead of walking me in circles didn't you hear what I said?
Go from poverty to riches while you're singing the blues

But as it is, as it was I guess I got what you get
So what'd you get?
But as it is, as it was I guess I got what you get
So what'd you get?

Imagine If your brother had died when you were younger
Both his parents kept his room exactly as it was

Ha
Deep-fried pickles, and wooden-nickels, five-shekels and a rich man put smack-dab in the middle of the slums baby where you from? Cause when we come, we can go around and shoot a couple-thousand loaded guns for fun
I don't mind I don't mind
No, no
Bring it back, bring it back one time now

But as it is, as it was I guess I got what you get
So what'd you get?
But as it is, as it was I guess I got what you get
So what'd you get?