Conway The Machine - From King lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Conway The Machine - From King lyrics]
To know that you are God
Is another of saying you feel
Completely with this universe
You feel profoundly rooted in it and
Connected with it you feel, in other words
That the whole energy which expresses it'self
In the galaxies is intimate
It is not something to which
You are a stranger
That in your seeing, your hearing
Your talking, your thinking, your moving
You express that which it is which
Moves the sun and other stars
Yeah go time, nigga, look
Take one hit of this pressure
I'm feelin' faded
So many verses of the year that I've written
I'm feelin' jaded
Jail call, ask how he doin', he said
"I feel amazing" and that's when he told me
"Watchin' you make it, i feel I made it"
Made me think 'bout how I'm
Actin' ungrateful and still complainin'
(Uh, huh) even though behind the scenes of
This industry shit is dranin' (Psh)
I been keepin' quiet
I been refrainin' from speakin' my mind
So when you hear 'em talk behind my back
Just keep that in mind (Keep it in mind)
Yo, they ain't real as you thought
Them niggas
They talk about me behind my back
'bout the shit that I bought (Hah)
I bet them niggas is salt
'Cause I done stacked so much paper on my
Own that I can fill up a vault (Cap)
Look, me and Shots the new
Wee-Bey and Avon Barksdale
Marlow and Chris, we spray the K (Brr)
Leveled up
At least fifty what we see day-to day
We are not the same
I wrote this on a PJ with Ye (Ha)
Look, you can't hold me
Ice the band of the Rollie
And put it right on the hand of my homie
You can't control me (Cap)
I had a brodie up the can' slowly (Huh)
I gave all my shooters
The ultimate green light, i'm D'antoni
(Get everything)
And my story is far from finished (Huh)
I got my shoes off in
Them offices talkin' business
(I'm comfortable) i'm a motherfuckin' brand
I'm a walkin' business (Uh, huh)
We can't have a convo unless
It involve six figures (Not at all)
The homie facin' fifty years
Turned my dog religious (Free the homie)
We don't believe none of they bars
Know it's all fictitious
(We don't believe that cap, nigga)
We at your baby mama house
Cookin' raw in the kitchen (Whip up)
And when I'm done cookin'
I made that bitch wash the dishes
(Ha ha haha) machine, bitch
Yeah, From King to a God, nigga
Address me as king god level flow
Celestial beings the Machine yeah
You challenge us? Fellas, all you've done is
Unified us even more
Because as it's been said a million times
When you're nWo, you're nWo (For life)
Anytime, boys a very serious stare
A very serious look, demeanor from Kevin Nash
A lot of times, he'll come out here
Smiling, joking about the nWo (nWo)
And about how the nWo is running over WCW
But that was not the case here
He has thrown his name in the hat
He says he wants to be with
Hollywood Hogan and Scott Hall
Is another of saying you feel
Completely with this universe
You feel profoundly rooted in it and
Connected with it you feel, in other words
That the whole energy which expresses it'self
In the galaxies is intimate
It is not something to which
You are a stranger
That in your seeing, your hearing
Your talking, your thinking, your moving
You express that which it is which
Moves the sun and other stars
Yeah go time, nigga, look
Take one hit of this pressure
I'm feelin' faded
So many verses of the year that I've written
I'm feelin' jaded
Jail call, ask how he doin', he said
"I feel amazing" and that's when he told me
"Watchin' you make it, i feel I made it"
Made me think 'bout how I'm
Actin' ungrateful and still complainin'
(Uh, huh) even though behind the scenes of
This industry shit is dranin' (Psh)
I been keepin' quiet
I been refrainin' from speakin' my mind
So when you hear 'em talk behind my back
Just keep that in mind (Keep it in mind)
Yo, they ain't real as you thought
Them niggas
They talk about me behind my back
'bout the shit that I bought (Hah)
I bet them niggas is salt
'Cause I done stacked so much paper on my
Own that I can fill up a vault (Cap)
Look, me and Shots the new
Wee-Bey and Avon Barksdale
Marlow and Chris, we spray the K (Brr)
Leveled up
At least fifty what we see day-to day
We are not the same
I wrote this on a PJ with Ye (Ha)
Look, you can't hold me
Ice the band of the Rollie
And put it right on the hand of my homie
You can't control me (Cap)
I had a brodie up the can' slowly (Huh)
I gave all my shooters
The ultimate green light, i'm D'antoni
(Get everything)
And my story is far from finished (Huh)
I got my shoes off in
Them offices talkin' business
(I'm comfortable) i'm a motherfuckin' brand
I'm a walkin' business (Uh, huh)
We can't have a convo unless
It involve six figures (Not at all)
The homie facin' fifty years
Turned my dog religious (Free the homie)
We don't believe none of they bars
Know it's all fictitious
(We don't believe that cap, nigga)
We at your baby mama house
Cookin' raw in the kitchen (Whip up)
And when I'm done cookin'
I made that bitch wash the dishes
(Ha ha haha) machine, bitch
Yeah, From King to a God, nigga
Address me as king god level flow
Celestial beings the Machine yeah
You challenge us? Fellas, all you've done is
Unified us even more
Because as it's been said a million times
When you're nWo, you're nWo (For life)
Anytime, boys a very serious stare
A very serious look, demeanor from Kevin Nash
A lot of times, he'll come out here
Smiling, joking about the nWo (nWo)
And about how the nWo is running over WCW
But that was not the case here
He has thrown his name in the hat
He says he wants to be with
Hollywood Hogan and Scott Hall