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Jay-Z
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Most Kingz
Young Hov in the house, it's so necessary Green Lantern in the house, so necessary Why ya fronting on me, is that necessary?
You know you've become a star Because you're the biggest target out there Right?
When everyone's on the court They're coming for you When the opposing player walks into that arena They're thinking of upstaging you
You're, you're like a trophy to them , they're thinking 'If I'm better than this guy the spotlight turns on me' So, you know you're a superstar because you're a marked man And everyone's coming for you
The, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king (King)
Uh, inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I'm tired Build me up, break me down to build me up again They like, 'Hov, we need you back so we can kill your ass again'
Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac but he's close How I'm 'posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts Most kingz get their heads cut off With the same sword they knight you
They gon' good night you with Shit, that's only half if they like you That ain't even the half what they might do Don't believe me, ask Michael
See Martin, see Malcolm, see Biggy, see Pac See success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas, see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide When you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you, you ghetto
So it's tough being Bobby Brown To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now Now the question is, 'Is to have had and lost Better than not having at all?', because dawg
Most kingz get their heads cut off Keep on climbing 'till you reach the top Keep on coming if they ready or not Most kingz get their heads cut off
The, the, the king 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 They wanna be the, the, the king They wanna be Er'body wanna be the king
Then shots ring You laying on your balcony with holes in your dream Or you Malcolm X'd out, get distracted by screams Er'body get your hand off my jeans
Er'body look at you strange, say you changed Like you work that hard to stay the same
Uh, name stays the same, the name changes So it's best for those to not overdose on being famous Most kings get driven so insane That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt Cobain did
So dangerous , no strangers Invited to the inner sanctum of your chambers Low chain 'em as the enemies approach So raise your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the spirit I'm evoking There's kings who've been awoken From shots from those Who was most close to them
They won't stop until you ghost to 'em But real kings don't die They become martyrs, let's toast to 'em King Arthur, put a robe to him
Like James Brown know the show aint over Until rows roll in
To the republic it's over, though To my loyal subjects it's over, hoe Long live the king, no, the rain won't stop They want my head on the chopping block I won't die, nah
Most kings get their heads cut off Keep on climbing 'til you reach the top Keep on coming if they ready or not Most kings get their heads cut off Keep on coming if they're ready or not
Long live the king No, the rain won't stop
Long live the, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king Long live the, the, the king They wanna be the, the, the king
Most kings get their heads cut off Keep on climbing 'til you reach the top Keep on coming if they're ready or not
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