The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come
Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven
Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt
No a/c cheap car to do work
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
Master tactician at work, crafting compositions
Your body's saying things i ain't never heard
They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work
Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,
They call me say, word
Song: "we can work it out"
Never lookin for a handout
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