Charles Laney - Lord of the Crowns Lyrics

I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?

I record dope dope inducing dope
Dope me, dope man I'm doping up
Dope as f*ck, dope.
I'm already high as f*ck Mr. Dope man, come again?

I record coke, coke drinking'
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra Ah So Me leggo,

Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Purple memories don't exist to me
Who needs friends when you got
Plenty of frienemies?

Real enemies,
They jealous
Hoes see me, start acting
Over-zealous
There is nothin' you can tell us
That we don't already know
I mean I heard the same story
Like an hour ago

Bust up on the scene,
I'm like a heavy duty power load
Shake the whole house
Like we in the ghetto

Ladies love the vibrato
G-spot in the cut
We had to make a come up

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising' death couldn't hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising.... yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

Searching for them brighter days, brighter rays,
Brilliant so we can buy those Ray Ban's
And be so material, and act like we
Never even begged to see em
But now we neglect em, mistreat em
Don't see em, those older days
Were the colder days, but now I'm chillin'
With my feet up, these are vacation days

Doesn't really matter tho I'm out here,
Pop a wheelie flow, put in so much hard work
At 24, I became the longest living OG
Originally gangster--allegedly

A G, claim to be celebrity prophetically
Unbearably, better be, prepared to see
Scared to see my legacy stare at me
I'm who the real Pharaoh should be & it's me

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising' death couldn't hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising.... yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

But really though For really though?
I'm thinking bout love
Thinking bout love
Yeah I'm thinking bout love

Opened up Apocrypha
Singing bout drugs
Might've took em might've got high
Might've overdosed and died

I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important,
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent
Told me your love was the best
At the critical moment proved-impotent

Bitch you guessed it
Seen it comin'
When I stuck my thumb in
Simultaneously Lookin' for the fame I see

You only ride where the rangers be
I'm right where the bangers be
I started an agency
You staring-aging seeing me

Got you growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups

You slip & miss, step ya pay up
See me comin' I'm on the way up
I'ma teleprompter
She gonna tell me prompt

F*ck the bank teller
Rumpelstiltskin in her pale skin
Going' all in she gon' love this Dickson
She wish she had me

Under lock & key, need my money promptly
So she bring it to me gotta get your own bitch
This dick ain't free I'm only covering for me
And I'm smart as Ivy league

You D-league, boy you terrible
Like delinquents, so sorry peeping' tom
Yo ya'll some hot tamales But I'ma need to see some
ID's before I let you hotties in this party

They never paid me my fees
So they gon' pay me in deez
L's they gon' fail
When I throw em in jail

Gone be screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real

Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
A nasty disgrace

See I'm so fresh
And so clean
I'ma exit the scene
Flyest you ever seen

Might never have a queen
Cause who better than me?
Who can make a better me
Than me? But God

I'm the greatest
Told em before I came in
The game the latest

Like I showed up just before they glowed up
And tried to outshine what's mine
One time, one crime not even no reason,
Came in the game, cause these niggas talking treason

Now they fall like the season
Shifting so shifty
Went from life to death
Point four zero sixty
They go zero to a hundred
Nigga real quick
But I'ma keep it 100
I'ma keep it a desert

The only time you see me
Is when I'm changing' the weather
And I only get better
Money hands on Mayweather

See me float like a feather
Reading U like a letter
You ain't even nothin new
Every thing I do pinnacle

Mountain dew, I'm chopping em up
I'm chalking em up
They been talking it up
Show em what's really up

Gotta beat em to the ground
Got a beat up in the ground
Gotta beat down heavy pounds
Trade the beat in for some pounds bitch

I don't kick it I punt it
Out the part I'ma shark
See me lurk in the dark
This is not what you want

I'ma keep this shit blunt
All your statures is chump
Attack if you want
Only sharp as the blunt

Sparking up outside
They comin' for me like Smokey
Friday I'm stunting
On the bear doin' drugs

This is not even fair
I went way past a dare
D.A.R.E
F*cked her derriere

Circumcised lamb skin
Strength on Samson
Overpowered hue-man
That's a colorized view man

When you shine this brightly
Hose come, like moth flies beside me
I'm a fire ant,
Keep em wet as fire hydrants

Hoes get thirsty
When they're thirty
Minutes in the tub
Yea I did her dirty

Dick game--entertainment,
Send a pussy to retirement
No stop perspiring,
She said "I need a break"

Though a really long break
In between shifts, put it back in
My accountants back &
You're average & I mean it!

I knock the cobwebs
Off that pussy
When you're sexually active
Get you all hyperactive, make it nasty

Like Venus I'm sex god
'Thank You God Always'
Pussy on layaway,
Till then stay away

Rap game hedgehog,
Getting it in pronto
Sex God, head hog,
Getting hella frontal

King Tut: f*ck slut
Came in a big butt
"Damn my numbers low
But I swear I'm on a come up!"

King Tut: all gold
Never will I rot in mold
"Damn I'm so good
I keep myself in a safe hold"

King Tut: I titty f*cked
You came in a broke slut
"Never even gave the kid
A decent place to grow up"

King Tut: gold mane
Lion spitting propane
"Not a single record sold,
Album still went gold mayne"

King Tut: you silly slut
Bitches love a piece of her
"Immature pitchers,
Jungle juice, fruit throw up!"

I don't sag in public
Sexy ass motherf*cka
Put the show on the road
Company went public
Flintstone footing it,
To my show, booking it
Rowling like a boat
Better read up on the GOAT

This that boy that you couldn't get,
Couldn't even land a hit
God showed me how to take a hit,
I've become interpretive

Tell me what you make of it;
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my skills

Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin' for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred blows windmills, talking bout a country hill

King of it too
Like Hank with my feet up
On two, Re up on me
We up on you-yupp

Sexy female drinking Mad Dog
She a bad bitch
Had to drop her cause
She's a bad habit

Cuz oh mah gawd I found out
She was a sex addict
Every time she see a dick
Reach her hand out to grab it

I done had it with your shit
It was so tragic
Make a hoe disappear quick
Houdini I'm magic

I'm back in the way back
I'm black and on the way out there
And I'm packing, long dick swinging
Swinging to my knees, tropic thunderstorm

Selling DVD's releases, releases
Never need a feature
They ain't got these features
Don't need em don't want em

Weeding over grown em
Hitman Al-Capone em
Try to bite me Just ignite me don't excite me
The greatest? Bitch I might be...

They ghost writing over hyping
Silly hoes tryna get down like the videos
Shooting down their egos, hundred rounds lethal
Charles Laney dope as heroine in a needle

Wave underground,
Something like a beetle,
Stunting on you like I'm Evil Knievel
On my bike, every knight, we so medieval

Wreck & demolish & total ya people
I'm an athlete see my juke moves,
I'm a dancer in full groove
You dead in the water you sea food

Let your body go to waste how shameful
I'm eating my feast full, plentiful
Tested by the wise yes bitch I'm fool proof
Projecting my demise...

Bullet proof vest in the middle of the shoot out
I survived, not surprising' death couldn't hold me back
Alpha stocks, I keep rising.... yo C. Laney
Catch ya lying, yo C. Laney, leave some crying
Rest in peace to all the deceased its the king

Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion
Midnight & lion, Midnight & Lion

("Trumpets of the Pharaoh Tutankhamen,
Lord of the Crowns, King of the South & North,
Son of Re")

Midnight & Lion