Troy Kingi - King of the Powder lyrics
[Troy Kingi - King of the Powder lyrics]
He may look mean and good for nothing
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
I must have left my diamonds on the plane
When all the work dried up
They all went insane
My friend Picasso he don’t know he
Lay low till the Five-O ends
Can Mr Poppy pop his head out that depеnds?
Can you keep it from your
Brother? It’s bigger than family
Unless you likе concrete feet
He may look mean and good for nothing
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
Several years have passed and
Now we meet again me with a Capri you with
A Black Mercedes Benz
All the luxury won’t make a decent man
Left the fire only to return
To this hot frying pan
It’s snowing out on the streets
Won’t let it in my house no more
Maybe when they got no soldiers in the war
He may look mean and good for nothing
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
King of the Powder take all the power
The prodigal son king of the Powder with all
The power… the ultimate con
King of the Powder lose all the power
God of Babylon
King of the Powder none of the power
Witness protection
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
I must have left my diamonds on the plane
When all the work dried up
They all went insane
My friend Picasso he don’t know he
Lay low till the Five-O ends
Can Mr Poppy pop his head out that depеnds?
Can you keep it from your
Brother? It’s bigger than family
Unless you likе concrete feet
He may look mean and good for nothing
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
Several years have passed and
Now we meet again me with a Capri you with
A Black Mercedes Benz
All the luxury won’t make a decent man
Left the fire only to return
To this hot frying pan
It’s snowing out on the streets
Won’t let it in my house no more
Maybe when they got no soldiers in the war
He may look mean and good for nothing
Least he got the goods
Non-conformer, he worked the corner… he
Did what he could
You wouldn’t believe he would up and
Leave… turn into the don
King of the Powder with all the power
The prodigal son
King of the Powder take all the power
The prodigal son king of the Powder with all
The power… the ultimate con
King of the Powder lose all the power
God of Babylon
King of the Powder none of the power
Witness protection