Ransom - Live On lyrics
[Ransom - Live On lyrics]
They told me that one nigga
Couldn't own a coast
They told me I was dope
I got the wrong approach
They told me they was waiting
For a song to blow
But Ima king I guess these muthafuckas
Took too long to know
The heart of Biggie Smalls- when
It's time for a war
Soul of a Pun, Mind of Shakur
A rebel only takes a risk
When defying the law you turn a coal into a
Diamond applying the force
It's time for the torch
To be passed to a king
Please be seated, undefeated
I'm back to the ring
It's time these people knew that
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling Duffle "Your Majesty"
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling duffle "Your Majesty"
How could you be born to die
When you ain't ever lived
Some niggas get caught in lies
That they ain't ever did
My niggas is sworn to ride
Cause they ain't ever give
Move or pivot, I'm too exquisite
Kill 'em or let 'em live
Every time I be spittin' I need a seditive
Always suffer a spained lung
Fractured or severed rib
They told me I'll never make
It I'm a local nigga
I don't shuck and jive and
Make jokes with niggas
I gotta respect his grind if
I approach the nigga
Tossing garbage out on these streets like
You was supposed to litter
I'm a brash, irrational and impulsive nigga
I clash with animals, strangled both gorillas
The last mechanical, slash, vocal killa'
Dufflebag, used to run corners and
Pass dope to niggas
Now you staring at me like you seen a ghost
Press you're pair, shine your shoes
Steam your coats
I'm a king it's 'bout time
Me and the Queen eloped
The same rappers you fuck with now I
Use 'em to clean the boat
Fuck you think you talking too?
I think this little nigga need a talking too
Cause he ain't really know who
He was talking to
You a killer until your body
Parts is apart from you
And this the day I'm thrust into royalty
I pray that all my soldiers practice loyalty
The mayans said I would run an entire army
Here's the chain of command
Just study the hierarchy
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling Duffle "Your Majesty"
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling duffle "Your Majesty"
Couldn't own a coast
They told me I was dope
I got the wrong approach
They told me they was waiting
For a song to blow
But Ima king I guess these muthafuckas
Took too long to know
The heart of Biggie Smalls- when
It's time for a war
Soul of a Pun, Mind of Shakur
A rebel only takes a risk
When defying the law you turn a coal into a
Diamond applying the force
It's time for the torch
To be passed to a king
Please be seated, undefeated
I'm back to the ring
It's time these people knew that
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling Duffle "Your Majesty"
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling duffle "Your Majesty"
How could you be born to die
When you ain't ever lived
Some niggas get caught in lies
That they ain't ever did
My niggas is sworn to ride
Cause they ain't ever give
Move or pivot, I'm too exquisite
Kill 'em or let 'em live
Every time I be spittin' I need a seditive
Always suffer a spained lung
Fractured or severed rib
They told me I'll never make
It I'm a local nigga
I don't shuck and jive and
Make jokes with niggas
I gotta respect his grind if
I approach the nigga
Tossing garbage out on these streets like
You was supposed to litter
I'm a brash, irrational and impulsive nigga
I clash with animals, strangled both gorillas
The last mechanical, slash, vocal killa'
Dufflebag, used to run corners and
Pass dope to niggas
Now you staring at me like you seen a ghost
Press you're pair, shine your shoes
Steam your coats
I'm a king it's 'bout time
Me and the Queen eloped
The same rappers you fuck with now I
Use 'em to clean the boat
Fuck you think you talking too?
I think this little nigga need a talking too
Cause he ain't really know who
He was talking to
You a killer until your body
Parts is apart from you
And this the day I'm thrust into royalty
I pray that all my soldiers practice loyalty
The mayans said I would run an entire army
Here's the chain of command
Just study the hierarchy
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling Duffle "Your Majesty"
I'm a fucking king
Get on your hands and knees
And kiss the fucking ring
A dynasty that most likely ends in a tragedy
Before this shit is done they'll
Be calling duffle "Your Majesty"