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King S X Complain

I complain China boy standing up to a tank Southern boy living in the house of yanks If I can't seem to get my motorbike to crank I complain Complain

mouth boy sshhh.... 'cause I'll have Al Capone at your house boy pull up in my drop top, you like boy to you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy I'm like

whole globe hears when I perform my shows [chorus 2x: killah priest] We go from hard times to part-times From part-time back to hard times That's the

Kids and a wife, heard you was a dite (Damn) It's your thing if you like the switches But it's my world and fuck all my X-bitches Fuck you, fuck you

Buck] I've survived off this cocaine game, and it's a strain to my brain to front a nigga a thang, 'bout mine he won't complain Conversation rule the

) And if it's broken I'll fix it (I dont complain) But now see it's gettin' a little out of hand, Cook, cleaning, providing taking care of little man You want to talk about who's

families snaked by presidents of greed But if I say shit, I have a life that's hard to be A true speaker like Martin King or Bob Marley It's all honor. Chorus x

This too shall pass At least that's what I say dog That's what I pray for And I'm the only thing that's standing in my way yall But I gotta be wit me

like Don King The price was like 8 digits a long way, shit Got the beachfront view V1 too Cop you one cop me one too On the place, jetski's park by the