killuminati - bama king lyrics
expensive jewelry, fast cars, designer clothes
bama king boy you must’ve sold ya soul (they think i’m illuminati)
verse: i’m on fire in my hot rod
all this ice gon keep a n-gga thawed
i’m hotter than the devil n-gga
sitting in fire with gasoline drawls
call me sl!ck rick cause i feel i’m a ruler
i come from the gutta but now i’m a shiner
i swear umma ball like the head on a buddah
equipped with them shooters
my youngins they pro with them tools
like them choppers, and llamas, and ruegers
more snakes in my gr-ss than the head of medussa
dreads in my head like the lion of judah
blowing cohibas, pouring 2 liters
foreign 2 seaters, foreign 2 divas
these n-ggas they doubt i’m the king
but these diamonds, these golds, these bands
gon make em believers
the night they k!lled petey my heart got so cold
i shed so many tears blood came out my eyes
if it wasn’t for sonya i been wouldve murked one of them f-ck n-ggas
promise i ain’t letting that sh-t slide
b-tch i’m flexing all summer remember them hummers on 30’s atlanta life made me that n-gga
4 wheelers on forgies, bad b-tches in orgies, had business endeavors with former c0ke dealers
the top floor in villas getting head on the phone while i’m blowing on strong and counting my scrilla
all this going on while i’m laughing watching shottas thinking like d-mn ain’t i that n-gga
pictures of my life i draw em in lyrics
nardo divinci i paint em so vivid
you talk about that life but you do not live it
you mimic what u see and somewhat a gimmick
i’m puffing that spliff it do something to my spirit
it enter my body my soul get so lifted
i’m favored most high its a blessing to be in my presence
they be like bama you gifted
my blunts be the longest, my ice be the brightest, my kicks be the newest my songs go so hard
my body possessed by a spirit that’s making me flow like poseidon they thing i’ma god
i left in that cl-ssic came back in a foreign they couldn’t believe it thought they saw a mirage
you posed to be gangsta but taking that d-ck like a b-tch but we all know thats just a phisage
blasphemy! saying my name while in vain with these hoes just to get a little fame
blast for me; thats what my n-ggas gon do when in beef we don’t play with them thangs
attached to me; like a siamese how that heater be stuck to my side tell me can you
imagine me; flossing in beamers i’m flexing for hoes when i sale out arenas
indictment, subpoenas got my n-ggas locked up on charges they need good -ss lawyers to win
when i f-ck round and blow umma get my n-ggas out the struggle they’ll never see jail cells again
b-tch i’m flowing like 2pac and big resurrected my style is perfected it can’t be neglected
plus every line dope take a sniff let em know i’m the rawest (laughs) hahahahaha!!
flawless!!
hook:
they think i sacrificed blood to get this bread
all my clothes and jewelry got medussa heads
(they think i’m illuminati)
my hudson shirt got the holy mother mary
dirty powerade call it bl–dy mary
(they think i’m illuminati)
i feel the spirit every time i take a smoke
pants paranormal pockets full of ghosts
(they think i’m illuminati)
expensive jewelry, fast cars, designer clothes
bama king boy u must’ve sold ya soul
(they think i’m illuminati)
2pac:
k!lluminati
all thru ya body
the blow is like a 12 gage shotty
uh….feel me!!!!!!
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