번역: 킹스 년 7 월. 한개씩 한개씩.
rappin' I was through with it before you learned what to do with it I'm the King so I'm stakin' my claim In the rappin' game Y'know? For all players
of that Motherfuckers sayin' King Tee's shit was wack But in fact, my rhymes crack backs and make money stacks By the truckload, now let's go for the
silly boy And julie was no better They soaked up the advertising believing it was true Aren't we such a lucky pair To live in this nirvana No one really
Intro: Child and Killah Priest [Child] One two, one two [Killah Priest] No doubt [Child] The microphones on... [Killah Priest] Cross my heart, hope
now Give the symmetrics to your bottom Ain't no lockin' up Shake less of that Catholic cool Push panic, the button, and freeze A's for Amen, J's for
on, come on" And beware, you sagging diplomats For you will not hear one gun And though our homes be torn and ransacked We will not be undone For as
hotdogs and highways Got Fords and Chevrolets Not to mention the Forth of July Ensemble Not to mention the Forth of July We're Kinja Still Kinja
end where we'd begun Like two pennies on the train track the train crushed into one Or if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken, open seed If
Lascala (?) If King Kong, eliciting an audience's sympathies by representing a force taken out of nature and abused The innocent atom wore a gorilla suit King is less troubled by
Knowledge you find inside my mind is designed to kill fear Did you know the bible was written in by William Shakespeare? It was done in the King James
forget my name see what harvest yields, and, supposing I'd do the same I planted rows of peas but by the first week of July they should have come up
there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take We stood side by side each one fightin' for
now) Give the symmetrics to your bottom (Ain't no lockin' up) Shake less of that Catholic cool Push panic, the button, and freeze A's for Amen, J's for
