Diary of Da KinG pt1
When I step out from the Castle I get more camera action then a movie.
A lady brings me roses I tell her to bring it to Da Mom or Da Queen.
I get complaints from this Kingdom like I am suppose to do everything.
Filling your mind with thinking you have little worth is a terrible curse.
I am Da KinG I am more valuable then what I am worth.
I tell my hitman to kill the traitor and kill the person who took you.
Now that is what I call leaving no witnesses.
Sometimes you must get rid of the bad just to keep things good.
From how intelligent I am you wouldn't believe I came from a hood.
My servants better not say that I am applying to much pressure on them cause they are my footstool.
I told the store clerk that I will buy this place and fire you.
Know your role as I know mine.
I tell paparazzi to worry about your life and I worry about mine.
There is action with the words I say.
King will leave you broke up, like your camera will be ,once I knocked it from my face.
Haters kiss my pinky ring for I can jam it in your eye.
I encourage my people to learn from me so I live through them and their kids so that I will never die.
Weak rappers aren't impressing me until they changing others instead of just their own lives.
I am Da KinG rich or poor cause it is in my soul,heart and mind.
We all was raised off imagination so don't hate on mine.
Looking at my clock you had enough of Da KinG time.
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