The Life of Kings Lyrics
| Song | The Life of Kings |
| Artist | Phonte |
| Album | Charity Starts At Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Coleman, Douthit, Perretta | |
| {I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| [Phonte] | |
| Yo, back with that new-new to tell you where I come from | |
| Sing a song so I could never be unsung | |
| They think I'm on some, bein fair weather | |
| It's just my ensem-ble, don't care whether | |
| You shake your tail feathers, or your pom-poms | |
| Razor sharp nigga, bong bong (HO!) | |
| It's a bad time to be a emcee if you ain't rhymin right | |
| I spit that China white, nigga call it Hong Kong | |
| Hit the city to see one of my school mates | |
| Makin six figures but she still got a roommate | |
| Just to have a downtown apartment and some outfits | |
| and you askin why I never leave the South, sheeeit | |
| Eh, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind's a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Yessir | |
| [Evidence] | |
| And we got it, uh.. | |
| {"I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| Yo, people be confused how I move | |
| with the utmost, respect and yet I get my due | |
| And true, I got nothing to prove | |
| Could be my new objective, but let's not object the truth | |
| {*cough cough*} ...on days like these | |
| I count my blessings and say my dreams | |
| out loud when I wake up, the voice up inside of my head | |
| Tellin Ev', "Let's get on the day and out of this bed" | |
| Kiss my mother, gave my daughter a pound | |
| Then she hugged me ("what?"), then she turned around | |
| In my time the life of a king is undefinable | |
| The closest we might get is pressed up to the vinyl though | |
| Shit, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind's a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Tigallo, E-V | |
| [Big K.R.I.T] | |
| Chea, yeah.. | |
| Big K.R.I.T. shawty, ah-hah | |
| {"I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| Now some consider me a tyrant, 'cause I'd rather push chariots | |
| Dodgin them sirens, trunk, beatin like violins | |
| Searchin for me a vibrant thang, more concerned | |
| with what books I read than what side I claim | |
| Got a vision to be veteran | |
| with a future brighter than a writer decifering light, by Thomas Edison | |
| Plus you remind me of a derelict, relishin on relishments | |
| Too busy throwin rocks at my thrown to find a chair to sit | |
| I'm the type of +King+ you'll probably see Coretta with | |
| Country-bred, country-raised, and intelligent | |
| Rose bud lifestyle and yours is petalless | |
| The hand of God and mine you shouldn't mettle with | |
| My reign's benevolent | |
| Ever since I fell out the womb I was destined to conquer melodies | |
| So take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind's a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| {"I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| [Outro: Phonte] | |
| Big K.R.I.T. | |
| E-V (This is the life of kings...) | |
| And New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo | |
| {"I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| This is the life of kings, feel good | |
| Good like oxtails from ?Eve's? Kitchen, nigga | |
| Yeah! Haha | |
| {"I'M THE KIIIIIIIING~!" <- D.M.C.} | |
| {"Aiyyo lesson here, Bey: You come at the king, you best not miss!" <- Omar (The Wire) |
| zuo qu : Coleman, Douthit, Perretta | |
| I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Phonte | |
| Yo, back with that newnew to tell you where I come from | |
| Sing a song so I could never be unsung | |
| They think I' m on some, bein fair weather | |
| It' s just my ensemble, don' t care whether | |
| You shake your tail feathers, or your pompoms | |
| Razor sharp nigga, bong bong HO! | |
| It' s a bad time to be a emcee if you ain' t rhymin right | |
| I spit that China white, nigga call it Hong Kong | |
| Hit the city to see one of my school mates | |
| Makin six figures but she still got a roommate | |
| Just to have a downtown apartment and some outfits | |
| and you askin why I never leave the South, sheeeit | |
| Eh, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Yessir | |
| Evidence | |
| And we got it, uh.. | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Yo, people be confused how I move | |
| with the utmost, respect and yet I get my due | |
| And true, I got nothing to prove | |
| Could be my new objective, but let' s not object the truth | |
| cough cough ... on days like these | |
| I count my blessings and say my dreams | |
| out loud when I wake up, the voice up inside of my head | |
| Tellin Ev', " Let' s get on the day and out of this bed" | |
| Kiss my mother, gave my daughter a pound | |
| Then she hugged me " what?", then she turned around | |
| In my time the life of a king is undefinable | |
| The closest we might get is pressed up to the vinyl though | |
| Shit, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Tigallo, EV | |
| Big K. R. I. T | |
| Chea, yeah.. | |
| Big K. R. I. T. shawty, ahhah | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Now some consider me a tyrant, ' cause I' d rather push chariots | |
| Dodgin them sirens, trunk, beatin like violins | |
| Searchin for me a vibrant thang, more concerned | |
| with what books I read than what side I claim | |
| Got a vision to be veteran | |
| with a future brighter than a writer decifering light, by Thomas Edison | |
| Plus you remind me of a derelict, relishin on relishments | |
| Too busy throwin rocks at my thrown to find a chair to sit | |
| I' m the type of King you' ll probably see Coretta with | |
| Countrybred, countryraised, and intelligent | |
| Rose bud lifestyle and yours is petalless | |
| The hand of God and mine you shouldn' t mettle with | |
| My reign' s benevolent | |
| Ever since I fell out the womb I was destined to conquer melodies | |
| So take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Outro: Phonte | |
| Big K. R. I. T. | |
| EV This is the life of kings... | |
| And New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| This is the life of kings, feel good | |
| Good like oxtails from nbsp? Eve' s? Kitchen, nigga | |
| Yeah! Haha | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| " Aiyyo lesson here, Bey: You come at the king, you best not miss!" Omar The Wire |
| zuò qǔ : Coleman, Douthit, Perretta | |
| I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Phonte | |
| Yo, back with that newnew to tell you where I come from | |
| Sing a song so I could never be unsung | |
| They think I' m on some, bein fair weather | |
| It' s just my ensemble, don' t care whether | |
| You shake your tail feathers, or your pompoms | |
| Razor sharp nigga, bong bong HO! | |
| It' s a bad time to be a emcee if you ain' t rhymin right | |
| I spit that China white, nigga call it Hong Kong | |
| Hit the city to see one of my school mates | |
| Makin six figures but she still got a roommate | |
| Just to have a downtown apartment and some outfits | |
| and you askin why I never leave the South, sheeeit | |
| Eh, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Yessir | |
| Evidence | |
| And we got it, uh.. | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Yo, people be confused how I move | |
| with the utmost, respect and yet I get my due | |
| And true, I got nothing to prove | |
| Could be my new objective, but let' s not object the truth | |
| cough cough ... on days like these | |
| I count my blessings and say my dreams | |
| out loud when I wake up, the voice up inside of my head | |
| Tellin Ev', " Let' s get on the day and out of this bed" | |
| Kiss my mother, gave my daughter a pound | |
| Then she hugged me " what?", then she turned around | |
| In my time the life of a king is undefinable | |
| The closest we might get is pressed up to the vinyl though | |
| Shit, take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| Tigallo, EV | |
| Big K. R. I. T | |
| Chea, yeah.. | |
| Big K. R. I. T. shawty, ahhah | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Now some consider me a tyrant, ' cause I' d rather push chariots | |
| Dodgin them sirens, trunk, beatin like violins | |
| Searchin for me a vibrant thang, more concerned | |
| with what books I read than what side I claim | |
| Got a vision to be veteran | |
| with a future brighter than a writer decifering light, by Thomas Edison | |
| Plus you remind me of a derelict, relishin on relishments | |
| Too busy throwin rocks at my thrown to find a chair to sit | |
| I' m the type of King you' ll probably see Coretta with | |
| Countrybred, countryraised, and intelligent | |
| Rose bud lifestyle and yours is petalless | |
| The hand of God and mine you shouldn' t mettle with | |
| My reign' s benevolent | |
| Ever since I fell out the womb I was destined to conquer melodies | |
| So take some time to dream | |
| Piece of mind' s a delightful thing, this is the life of kings... | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| Outro: Phonte | |
| Big K. R. I. T. | |
| EV This is the life of kings... | |
| And New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| This is the life of kings, feel good | |
| Good like oxtails from nbsp? Eve' s? Kitchen, nigga | |
| Yeah! Haha | |
| " I' M THE KIIIIIIIING!" D. M. C. | |
| " Aiyyo lesson here, Bey: You come at the king, you best not miss!" Omar The Wire |
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