All creatures of our God and King Lift up your voice and with us sing Alleluia, Alleluia Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice Ye lights of evening, find
's the downtown king, yeah He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah Blues in the back, he's the downtown king He's got the sound, he's the downtown king
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he likes my singin?. He's got the sound. He's the downtown king, yeah! (He's got the sound, he's the downtown king, yeah. Blues in the back. He's the downtown king
All creatures of our God and King Lift up your voice and with us sing Alleluia! Alleluia! Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice, Ye lights of evening,
And yes I know it well I try to explain And my effort comes to no avail I'm from the place where they release records and no one sells And still they claim king
No illusions as we take Refuge in young man's pleasure Breaking down the dreams we make, real One down, one to go Another town and one more show Downtown
breeze in West Indies I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities An' reverse themes to Willies It sounds foul but every girl I meet to go downtown I'
you can have whatever you like, if you like I said you can have whatever you like, if you like Yeah Take you out for dinner anywhere that you please Like Burger King
have to pay much rent. And when he's there with me he can see that he's everything. The man is tall, he don't crawl. He's a king. Downtown he's just
Uh, just bought a condo downtown, high as f-ck 27th, floor all the b-tches down to f-ck Big donkey butt, Ciroc coconut Big gulps, drink it all like a
said, security handle that Before we start to rearrangin' shit up here with his ass Oh yeah, we can go there, I'm qualified for this here And certified, downtown
say murder is the case, they wanna throw me I guess these muthafuckas don't know me O.G. rock called a yay slanger VA's finest Underground muthafuckin' king
Black Air Force 2's and the White Sox Fitted on my forehead, try me, go head I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on your forehead Yeah, it's the new king
sun sets in flames as the city burns Another day gone down as the night turns And I hold you here in my heart As things fall apart A downtown window
" The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity" Them downtown boys sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king
town Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damned town Badder than old King
