Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
Fuckin' up my gold pots
You're the king of cocks
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.
King of the block, niggas know my name
They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
The bummer is the fact that i'm black
And tupac the original king of rap
Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth
King of louisina i been the truth
I'm feeling like king tut
They like talking, its like gossip
Inferior, but i'm nice
It´s the battle of life
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