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Original King

Artist:Brother Ali 

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Intro: Now just you hold on a god damn minute now! Motherfucker hold your eyes up when you're talking talking to me. Don't you know you're in the presence of greatness boy? Original shit. Love to do his thing. You in trouble right now motherfucker. Verse One: Yes y'all the flesh and bone season Veteran, yet it's just my second whole season Etched in stone one of the best poets breathin' They don't kick over the respect I don't need 'em I bring it like it never been brung man I swing it like it never been swung I'm second to none As long as I still got a breath in my lung Might as well find yourself a place to rest til I'm done Bless the son, caught a sophomore curse That mean you waitin' for me cause you love my first Must have heard hunger and thirst up in the verse And now wanna bust so much that it hurts Plus what am I? A flash in the pan? I fizzle out and stand here, ass in my hand I ain't that kind of man, I'm attached to my fans Every track that I smash gotta match their demands I'm the first to defend you, last to the van I can't turntables from the wax from my man I shoot a star out the sky, land in my hand I'm off to the next one catch me if you can Amen Speaking [Brother Ali]: Not fuckin' around. Been watchin' you motherfuckers scurrin' around and shit. Swear to God you real. You ain't seen shit. You ain't did shit. You bout shit. Hold up. Verse Two: I hear tell that I ain't your cup of tea I fuck with white rappers and you can't fuck with me I sold my old pistol and don't


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