Uh, uh Pharaohs summon the slaves Kings were peasants kneeling down to 'em All on my name S - A Everybody's on the rooftop with the same amount of seats that a coupe got Ex-rulers turned ex-convicts Time to count down like the bomb lit So how we'd come to power When the talk of selling our souls or worshipin' albums And this is not that It's that assassin Like I aim at top hats and cop back No combat to get maul like where you shop at Nigga [?] like a comrade While they pray, I sing And one day I'll be king Yeah Uh, one day (one day) King (king)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
