up) Bang-bang (...bang-bang I shot you down, bang-bang You hit the ground, bang-bang That awful sound, bang-bang I used to shoot you down) Bang-bang
my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get a nurse Let me bang
' in the Big Bang Theory And thinkin' that thyself is the God, you need to hear me How do you explain the skies, the moon, the stars and the rain The sun
on string Earned a crown that was fit for queens, you a fix for feens Know what I mean? Got a dude sick to spleen Type a girl that could pose for king
yourself Let's talk about this First solo album on the east coast dick The east coast niggaz all showed ya love Especially the one known as the 'King Sun
for the radio An MC show had to cold rock the masses Used to wear a Kangol wit the clear Gazel glasses So bang bang boogey, up jump the party Someone
, you can't slide past me I'm low-key, kind of anti-flashy Then I'm OG up in a black tie classy Sun Tzu to Sun Rai, Gargemel, Mumm-Ra Son of a shooter
like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on The storm consumes all the sun and moon fall When you saw the mega
when the sun gone down Bang goes the green, you're so obscene Your hands are dirty but your skin is clean Bang goes the blue, lock away your cue The poor Hall king
pool Not to be rude, I'm just hating on your rules Like a young 50, I'm on my world tour Good morning Singapore, I'm bringing the sun wit me From the
this Sean-a ?. the girls overall me Me tell them (oh gosh man the odyssey) As the kings fire, we only need one ting ?A lot of ladies You ?.(budda bang bang bang bang
I came in the game, young nigga banging for fame In the process, staking my claim And I train like, Leonidas son, the fire and sun The blood, sweat and
deep in my pores, your desperation Predate the Earth, formin' the path of civilizations Nappy academy, manufactures the new slang My singles be the jingle like, pockets of loose change My crew bang
That, that, that perpentratin', perpetratin', perpin'tratin', wait, rewind (Eh but yo, King Tee, man, what is this? What is this?) Some cool shit for the King
, Panther Princess, you must stay Velvet goldmine, naked on your chain I'll be your King Volcano right for you again and again My Velvet Goldmine Oh, shoot you down, bang, bang
We like boom boom bang to the biggity buck The buck stops here clearly we running amuck But don't sweat my 'Little Red Corvette' Is keepin? us all set
, tell 'em how your livin Man I spend my birthdays at denny's eatin southern slams I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang But I lick more coochie
brought A cup that seethes like the black blood of wolves His wife's dagger is hidden in her dress He drinks joyless to a dark sleep The Jailer bangs
