Chris Cuben aka CC Tha Wizzard - Lorde Royals Response - Official Hip-Hop ReMiX lyrics

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Chris Cuben aka CC Tha Wizzard - Lorde Royals Response - Official Hip-Hop ReMiX lyrics

[Verse 1] Money spending liquor spilling straight up out the bottle I done lost my head -- like I'm out in Sleepy Hollow You can have it all and still come up hollow In the steel lies the hollows alcoholic empty bottles Middle of the Ghetto, where we hustle full throttle And you only live once -- a way of life, and not a Motto Girls shaking that cake. Cake -- to fill up dinner plates wait The almighty dollar won't let her hesitate Living in the Ghetto, where the Grey Goose® imported And these hoes really hoopties, but they feelin' like Porsches® And we caught up this the street affair the law want to extort us Instead of education, we say "f** it." -- buy some Jordans™! Have a lot of babies 'cuz it make us feel important Royal ain't my bloodline, this ain't the Wheel of Fortune®! Caught up in your love affair? No, think I'm aborting I guess its just back to the basics I'm resorting All concrete -- no paradise or resorting Just hotels with trash all on the floor and I'm probably more caught up in the lust than caught up in the lux I guess "royal" just ain't for us, huh? [Hook] (featuring Odissius) And every Hood like: Bentley®, Benzo, Baggies® in the bathroom Gunshots, blood stains, all we want is street fame We don't care -- They got us caught up in this cash affair And every Hood like: Bentley®, Benzo, Baggies® in the bathroom Gunshots, blood stains, all we want is street fame We don't care -- They got us caught up in this cash affair [Verse 2] Met her out in London but she wanna visit Cali W here the sun is overflowing and the beach is over crowded And she wish the world was colorblind like Juicy J & Miley But them Bandz A Make Her Dance -- she t**ng like she on molly Hot as ATL sippin' Parrot Bay®; she Polly Paris perfect picture, but she rather see Miami She go both ways -- she be looking for a mami Well, in between London & Florida is where you'll find me Chicago cold as North West in the Jesus piece of Kanye Toronto cold as bikinis when Beyoncé with Blue Ivy Blazing on Afghan in Amsterdam that be my hobby You can catch me in the capitol of PA with my posse It wouldn't be the same with out dem Puerto Rican Papis processing the cane so the stash'll get sloppy Vanilla ice up in my chain for Kings that claim they co*ky When I say that I'm a threat boi, these n***as better watch me If you don't pay attention over night ya fans got me And I don't need an Audemars -- these n***as gone watch me [Hook] [Verse 3] Kendrick claim he King? Bet I switch up the tempo I'm an East Coast beast 'bout two hours away from Temple Only crown that he possess is a hat from Sacramento Two shots to the temple -- bet I switch up his mental T.I.'s crown up in the casket, another one gone Two guns, two Kings -- I'm bustin' like James Bond Piercing 'em like Bronson for foolin' 'em with your con! We execute kings like the bull, Sean John... R.I.P. past Kings: James Snipes "Green King" Even Elvis® had a Love Jones with Bling Bling Bernie Mac a cla**ic like Mike Jack' They k**ed 2Pac & BIG -- can't bring em back Wish I had The King 45 spin 'em! Prince paved ways Aretha -- reason we winning Kings & Queens put up a fight! If "royal" is wrong, then I ain't Write