My brother's on crack. My sister's a wreck. Our mother ... she tries. Our fathers are lies. Everyone of us
Traduction: Roi X. Pères.
[Z-Ro] You better tighten up on your back stroke Trying to fuck around with Z-Ro in the game It's not all about running your mouth all the time It's all
woman [Repeat 2x : 2nd repeat ends in "Yeah" "Yeah" Yeah"] [Bridge] Now tell me who's the King of his castle And tell me who wears the pants around here Whos a father
been accepted where you've been denied I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn
K.G.B. ? A-Schiscka Bob, he drives a Dodge, he's a nobody Nobody's a somebody This nobody's a spy, kid He's the rap trader, I'm the battle fulfiller And
the dark on Kanye's stage shit Then we hijacking Kanye's spaceship Then put it on the red carpet at the VMA's, bitch Talkin' 'bout [Chorus x3: The Game
Gucci Mane] Everyday is Cinemax, every night's a porno All my niggaz gung-ho Animals, Congo Shinin' like a fresh pulled diamond outta Frisco The year's
the world unify today to bring You this song of praise I call on You my King You open Your arms to me And embrace me like a father to a child The
ask Biggie's mamma thank God that the gangsta's back we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap may your lungs collapse n' m.c's are funny all you
They won't call me a nigga..) [x2] Listen to the preacher man, but are you talkin to me? I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet Thy shouldn
like you see There's only one god that's our God There's no one like you. There's no one like you, there's no one like you, there's no god like our
nigga wha [x16] Lord please have sympathy And forgive My Cool Young History as The coolest nigga wha [x4] I love the lord But sometimes it's like that
', tellin' me it's time to eat I'm gettin' married [Chorus x3] [Nas] It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the ride Even Marrin Luther King
Trevor Trevor's still locked up, Lake's gettin his cheddar Cory changed his name to ahh, whatever Cornchip, Buckwheat look-a-like? It's 'Mega Right, '
He's the King of New York, I'm the King of L.A. Doin it the O.G. way; it's sorta like the Brooklyn Way, it's just the crook in me So this is dedicated
son" Said "Yes that can be easily done Just take them down on that 61" That highway Highway X4 Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father
