Traduction: Les Sœurs Roi. Hut Sut Song.
Crucio, Avada Kedavra Blood all over the walls CHORUS Voldy is our King, Voldy is our King That?s why the pure-bloods all sing Voldy is our King. Voldy is our King
Oh just let me hold you baby I'm trying to forget about the past Yes, let me hold you baby I'm trying to forget about the past Yes, I know you've had
in the, all the girls standing in the All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom [Pharrel:] You left yo nigga home, you said you at your sisters
nigga am I' Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall Cause a hoe on the ave. was sucking his balls All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put that
we wanna be Always #1 across the land So don't hate Jerry 'cause he's the man! With more fight time than HBO And even Don King should promote talk shows
, Bloody Sunday Sunday, Bloody Sunday And this battle's yet begun There's many lost, but tell me who has won A trench is dug within our hearts And brothers, children, brothers, sisters
King's taking back the throne The people, they all grow And choose what they want written on the stone All quiet and alone You can taste the fear Lift
[Rap: Black child: V 4] Da princess is here, put it in ya ear Yall ben waitin fo me fo 2 many yurrs No fo sure a sista got range, we built fo war mah
, seven, All good children go to heaven. Ahhhh Here comes the Sun King. Here comes the Sun King Everybody?s laughing, Everybody?s happy. Here comes the Sun King
can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land? Sing it alah sing a song of freedom (brother)sister sing a song of freedom sister ohhh wannaahhanna
staggered out into the streets of Little Italy. Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? Sister
and sister, though close did they stay. Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. Of the two sisters
says that someday she's gonna marry me When that day comes that we walk down the aisle She'll make me feel like a prince, a lord or a king She likes
blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat The sisters
