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You know, may no man, woman, child, nor animal
Walk a lifetime on God's green Earth and not expect to be tested.
Just observe and acknowledge,
When the occasion is risen to by champions, you know what I'm sayin'?
Let it speak for itself and handle me accordingly.
When you see me nigga, it ain't no secret,
You know what's happenin'.
No fate, no flaw, man.
Straight like that.
It's the king, bitchYou lay down, lay down, you lay down
I'm a kingPlay around if you want and get hammered, leave you on your dick
I come from Atlanta, the '80s and '90s but we were as real as it gets
And that's why we still here
You best watch what you say, you could pay with your life tonight
Fuck around and get killed
As I pray to the Lord, tell him if I should die tonight
Bruh let me put up a mil'
Inside of the hands of one of the men
Who's gonna go kill or go to the pen
If ever should blood out my body may spill
The nigga, their partner, their family, they're killed
I'm talkin' for real, you kickin' that ra-ra to me
I LOL, shit's haha to me
Nigga ever disrespect, I wave bye bye to him
Got a Maybach inchin' like a Mazda to him
Chew him, up like the mouth in the teeth
Or you doubt to belief the belly of the beast
Geesh, call me the chief
No copper could peep, the streets on a leash
And yeah how I walk it, exactly the way that I talk it
One took a hit, man he rest in a coffin
Forever for all of that shit he was talkin'
You go against me, what you better do shawty isYou lay down, lay down, you lay down
I'm a kingYou lay down, lay down, you lay down
I'm a kingDespicable me, I'm no typical G, got your bitch on her knees
When I skeet on her cheek
Only came in here for what I wanted and shit that I don't
If you have it, you keep
I'm so diabolical, dick harder than a cut molecule
You say she wifey, I say she a party girl
Type to eat bitches out when she on molly
You'll never know, which is to me that shit's obvious
She say you're pitiful, they think you're popular
That ain't gon' keep my lil' partner from poppin' yah
Take it, you droppin', you cement your bottle
So won't be no poppin' up, body's erased
No weapon, no charge, no witness, no questions
No stressin', no body, no case
Errbody okay, I go off that guy with my chopper, I throw it away
You can just buy me a cake
And most of the niggas you see standin' by me today
Were trappin' with me in the A
And now here we are with your bitch in Rodeo, LA
And killer who do what we say
This could be the end of you today
My gunner run into you today
Here's what I suggest you do when they sprayYou lay down, lay down, you lay down
I'm a king ml

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Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (born September 25, 1980 in Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia), better known by his stage name T.I., and also by his alter ego T.I.P., is a Grammy award winning American rapper, producer, actor, and co-CEO of Grand Hustle Records. In 2001 he released his debut solo album, I'm Serious through Arista Records. Since then he has released 2003's Trap Muzik, 2004's Urban Legend, 2006's King, 2007's T.I. vs. T.I.

Read more about T.I. on Last.fm.


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