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King S X Bad Luck

you on me the serpent is rising growing stronger every day you will see him in the future you may have seen him today 666 seven years bad luck you

with KRS and don't make sense Kris represents all MC's, that rock with ease I'm not conceited, I got confidence in my abilities Agility's my credibility

: [King T] x4 Outro: [King T] We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money (x4) We take money, take money, take money, money, money (x4) [

finger and freeze ya chest cop you a new beamer the beads is next and even though it's a want I need the sex I hope it's just insecurity Cause' I know

beheaded it Gassed up, fuckin' with some regular unleaded shit Heads roll on hillsides behind ropes that Bind-in, X marks the spot on the scope Heavily armed military is necessary, it's a gamble MC's

if you ain't down wid us then you a victim We stay tight like killers up north a new religion The ghetto's hell filled wid bad luck and born thieves Impossible

Intro: Jermaine Dupri B Side, B side, ha, check it So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration The Notorious BIG in the house We got Da Brat in the house

and all the bad bitches I'm a known drug dealer I always have 50's And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me SS'S on 26's watchin some television

realness fade me Please look God, Heaven has a way let me see the real what's phazing? [Chorus: x6] What's that smile you wearing What's that smile