Big K.R.I.T. King Pt.2 Lyrics

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History remembers kings
God bless you all
Yea, I don’t mean to burden you
It just all
I had a conversation with a wise man
And he asked me a question
Like how could you be in the position to say so much
But say so little
So this is me saying a lot
I was raised from the Bible but I tie net our times back
Safe game and claim if they killing I’m breathing life
And they take ye the people you lead when you resign it
You will die for what you believe
So where’s your wife a let
… all the drama
Hard to bury a partner but harder to console a mama
They only hope the best for our child
Save a place for his soul lord
He ain’t been to church in a while
Said that Jesus can’t save him
There ain’t no church in the world
It ain’t gonna feud this ambition
I swear for god how to smile
Hustle hard, hustle hard
That’s what he said
While counting up this bread that he fell for then heat it
And they can’t bring him back
They locking up my people
Stacking racks on top of racks
Bully house is just too crowded
Guards shacks on top of shacks
Those pounces misleading people to listen
When all this black fool have is music and religion
A sense of self respect lost though the need to express ourselves through money, drugs and sex
I’m a product of the same
So I understand the text
And see if this should be down
If I fall victim to a flash
If I walk there she’ll undressed
One night of slumber
Harsh rain and violent thunders
And she leave
Is she clean lord?
I often wonder
Seen me and turn mikes for results
The clinic humbles
Plan BP god damn your stomach rumbles
Laugh it all but she’ll keep it due to my number
So be it I’ll oversea that he’ll run and never thumbles
If it’s a girl I’ll give her the world and sunny summers
And show her how to scrap in case a nigger jump on her
Protect her from the evil that TV often can feature
But what a brother does in a jungle they out to eat you
We all kings and queens don’t let no one of us precede you
… beat you
Don’t let them feed you that bullshit that they fed me
Follow the road I took look where it led me
I speak my mind and my heart I bet they dread me
In a word give me what you got I always set free
Dumb you’ve been starving your soul so lonely
You should eat some
You concerned where your followers been lead on
To world that only you and yours only dream from
I build my own fuck your paper
Kingdom that’s how I feel
I’m strong in faith
No need for you to say that god ain’t real
Some things you just shouldn’t play with
My soul patient cause excess ain’t never saved shit
Face it we all gonna die, yea that’s basic
But living fast and die young ain’t starvation
You keep on with that blasphemy and I keep on with my plan
If you that Lambo’s hide in the summer well hell’s blazing
My mind playing brokers
My brother says that I’m old
He poured at the crew while I’m wishing I wasn’t home
Said he died for the chairs and I replied that … was wrong
Told him he can do better than me then hang up the phone
But you will surely go to war for what you want
To him it’s more than real but for you it’s just a song
But for you it’s just a song
But to us it’s just a song
I’m guilty of the same
I’m saying no more person is to blame
I promised I’d change
I pray you do the same

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