[Junior Reid] Blessed love my lark, blessed love empress All teaching of ways, all prince and all princess Gods and goddess, kings of de earths, kings
, it's on the Bible Plus America 'cause that every car that's drivin' Holdin' the homeless sign you focus you know it's Nas then Prince of the globe, leave no prince
I know everything in America Must end with a kiss But all of your addictions Won't make me a prince Guys gotta see it girls Love just to hear Oh, lend
I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens Heading out west for the Lothian Road An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket Wrapped up in his problems
but not too extreme Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin my cream I'm coming to america call me Prince
but not too extreme Life's got a fat ass, Trust me I'ma fuck full steam I make the world cream and scream, while I'm gettin' my cream I'm coming to America call me Prince
your radio you could record as they place my welcome mat at the music awards coming throgh America tinted in high beams rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince
cause I'm facin' assassination Guantanamo Bay, federal incarceration How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave? Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves Corporate America
Earthquake, down there in Haiti Earthquake in the past of Chile Earthquake in the Indonesia Earthquake in the China Earthquake is coming to America Earthquakes
the bargaining power of American capital in the UK. Whatever the nature of that deal is, It has made Britain into America's front line, The fifty-third
(Cambra/Prince) Gazworks/ASCAP/ Wongo Songo/BMI Soft cell, hard trade They'll steal the deal we made Take to the sun and make it work by the hour
owner persona sold out soul doubt Anti anti don't even believe in nihilism anymore The problem of induction The only English pope American pope 123 American
Verse) Yeah, I done smoked a couple pounds but I ain't never in hell, been in Custody before, but never in jail! Baby I love you like America don't talk
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing America Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled
Yeah!) Micky Mahoney? Clancy Claranin? Barnaby Jones? I said that already Yeah that's right ya'll, you know I got my own shit See this ain't America's Most Wanted, this is America
The true way of livin that was really meant for us So one more time, kick the chorus! * chorus 2x * Ah keep it goin y'all A prince paul, rulin em all y'all A prince
Hu hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah And you just don't stop Fiyah and you just don't stop Prince Paul in the house lick two shots Come down, pom, pom, pom
yo hold up The flow so cold but O gon' and heat it up No need for introduction Six albums and I?m still gunning You listening to prince of hip hop and the prince