BLCK KNGDOM

by Dre Prince

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BLCK KNGDOM is Dre Prince's second independent free album, with production from XtheMisfit, YoungMoneyChis, T-Black The Hitmaker, Cardo, & Yung L becomimg a fan should short of easy.

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released February 18, 2014

Mixed & Mastered by T-Black The Hitmaker

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Dre Prince, a Hip Hop artist backed by the BLCK KNG Movement, provides listeners with nothing less than entertainment and real life experiences. Born and raised in Texas, his obvious influences include acts like OutKast and U.G.K. Much of his creativity stems from Tupac. It's safe to say, after listening to Dre Prince's first project, BLCK Dreams, one will quickly become a fan of his creations. ... more

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Track Name: KNGDOM Come (Prod. By XTheMisfit)
(Intro)
a KNG, is Like a Diamond/
They can't be made they have to be found
Welcome to my KNGDOM..

(Verse 1)
Bow Down when you see royalty, hold up there's more to see/
Everybody wanna talk dollar signs boy you outta line time is the only currency/
I'm on that KNGSHIT, that ill Shit you ain't seen to the 3rd degree/
They Control our TV's then mentally turn living rooms to a murder scene/
Too much can't adapt to these changes, i just wanna say i made it/
Do it for them niggas that aint never had shit & show you these old niggas here all outdated/
Middle fingers up nigga fuck who hated/
Caucasains got us caged in/
but still no trace of hatred in my statements, they just waitin on that new Dre Prince/
No paint brush let me paint this picture, not yo average nigga/
life's just like a zipper dont let them up & downs get ya/
with every word there's a scripture/
none of my spoons were silver, but only a silver bullet can kill us that's just how strong that we build it/
Ok i get what i need in no time, don't need no cosign/
believe every bullshit that they speak then its sad to say y'all both blind/
lace up its showtime/
bring light to the little bitty place in the hood sun don't shine/
im the last hope for the generation to generate hoods that dont live by the gun line/
woke up to the Bang Bang/
used to look up to niggas that slang caine/
now them niggas look up to me cause im the only that came out the hood ain't doin the same thang/
Nigga you aint gotta sell no dope to be dope/
You aint gotta cloud your mind with weed smoke/
but they fuck with me & i fuck with them and i came to give the streets hope, Dre/

(Verse 2)
Where the KNGs at, where my Queens at/
Living like on the beanbag where yo dreams at/
Go open the front door and hunt for anything that show you that love is a drug dont relapse/
After I eat every beat I feed back/
I don't need radios givin me feedback/
Only person that told me I couldn't rap was the only person that was holdin me back/
i just wanna see cash from these raps/
i just wanna see ass in my lap/
twerk that thang so fast i pass out, got a bag of bad bitches I let the cat out/
(Ugh) On BLCK KNG, Never let a woman come between/
Never let the money intervene/
This our shit, Nigga this our Dream/
This our land but it aint free/
I play my hand this aint no bluff but you might get jumped if you jump at me/
Got niggas in the back seat that pack heat, even when its cold out dont put it passed me/
Hands Up! & let the KNG come/
every soul in here needs one/
my heart beats with the lead drum, this music here gives reason/
Live fast don't sleep none/
this the shit that we dream of/
Everybody who came today I welcome you to my KNGDOM/

(Outro)
See i Come from the streets these niggas dont know the streets man/
any Nigga from the streets know the main goal is to get the fuck out/
if they trying to hold you there they're trying to hold you back... FREE YOURSELF
Track Name: Feelings (Prod. By B. Holmes)
(Verse 1)
Did you get my letter, Did you get my letter/
Started it with a Dear Fuck you, Ended it with you can never do better/
Me and my niggas never settle, Me and my niggas are forever/
Me and my niggas on the way to neptune and we got The Neptunes in the back of our shuttle/
This This This This This for all of my niggas hurtin/
All of my niggas workin, All of my niggas, all of yall are imperfect but all of yall make purpose/
all of yall, dont know my pain i need Tylenol/
The rap game aint for all of yall/
the rich folks they say time is money, for that I'm a take my Audemar/
Never get involved with the women heart you should never give a fuck bout what a woman did/
cause in the long run all they really want from a man with good things is the benefits/
and Nice things don't mean two chains and drive nice cars thats the ignorance/
but if i said i want a woman with Ass Parade would that really go and put a dent in my innocence/
Well Fuck that, Bring them hoes my way but i wont call the next day/
its all about the sacrifice you make when you tryna be great/
see, i really cant invest n y'all till my shit straight/
no clothes and my rent late/
fuck buyin them new jay i just spent 8 racks on a mixtape/

(chorus)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
(Screw)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)

(Verse 2)
Then I put 2 in the air for a world thats Truly unfair/
Go to school four years, Graduate Top Class, Work at Wal-mart What are you doing there/
You are the reason that i follow my heart stay true stay true to the feeling that's there/
Bitches sit back and Stare, Niggas act like they care Thats a feeling we don't share/
Man they told me all the money in the world coldnt pay another man to follow your dreams/
Dad didnt know, mom didnt know that they both gave birth to a BLCK KNG/
All I need is my Word and the ears of those in tears we can do shit that's unseen/
All these feelings, all this Liquor only leads to one thing/
man Fuck that, bring them hoes my way, but i wont call the next day/
its all about the sacrifices you make when you trying be great/
See, i dont really give a fuck about a low succes rate/
Fuck what you and the next say/
Ima get them Jays then spend 8 racks on a mixtape/

(chorus)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)/
(Screw)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)
This the shit that i feel, This the Shit that i feel (Y'all Don't Feel me tho)

(bridge)
All these Felings got me feelin (got me feelin)
All these Feelins got me feelin (got me feelin)

(Verse 3)
like need a drug, just to take my mind off drugs, just to take my mind off love/
Just to take my mind off the niggas in the streets tryna eat every night sellin salt to the slugs/
Just to take my mind off the time when i gave my heart to the the wrong woman i aint know she was/
Just to take my mind off of all of y'alls mind if you really dont mind that i do what i does/
Gimmie gimmie one one time, we can have fun sometimes/
Gimmie one gimmie one one gimmie one one time we can have fun someime/
Gimmie one one gimmie one one time we can have fun sometimes/
Gimmie one one gimmie one one time...one time...Feelings
Track Name: BLCK KNG (Prod. By Yung L)
(Intro)
I ain't Combed my hair in 11 months....It's All Good though
KNGSHIT



Woke up on mars a billion miles away/
Tatt my thoughts all on yo bitch you know it would say/
BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga), BLCK KNG BLCK KNG/

(Chorus)
Talk dirty, my bitch clean/
Yo circle, My team/
BLCK (BLCK) KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/

Long Money, fast dreams/
Cars, clothes, Hoes every bad thing/
BLCK BLCK KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/

(Verse 1)
Call yo bitch & tell her bend it ova/
We the smoothest niggas drinkin, I'm the dopest nigga sober/
Fuck the world, drop a pyramid on top of minnesota/
Then yell KNGSHIT, tatt it on a bitches shoulder/
Hennessy on the rocks look like watered coca cola/
Bought a bitch, lost a bitch now I'm lookin for a loaner/
Keep em comin, pop a Molly fuck em till they in a coma/
Rock out like I was Jonas/
Who don't kno us, wanna kno us/
Bitch I'm doped up, that's that Dre shit/
I live every single day inside the matrix/
BLCK KNG we the team of the ages/
On top like a fuckin a numerator/
& I live by the money never met a cooler neighbor/
If the boat's about to sink, my niggas 1st then bitches later/
cause, Me & my niggas came for the money, y'all came for the bitches/
The bitches came for us dope niggas make a difference/

(Chorus)
Talk dirty, my bitch clean/
Yo circle, My team/
BLCK (BLCK) KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/

Long Money, fast dreams/
Cars, clothes, Hoes every bad thing/
BLCK BLCK KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/



(Verse 2)
Added BLCK dreams to my resume/
Book my own shows so I can see a better day/
All my niggas down to ride like a Chevrolet/
Oh she down to fuck the team dog shit let her stay/
Salute me hoe I'm the Lieutenant/
Lost sum bitches still I'm winnin/
Fuck yo hoe nigga fuck yo feelings/
fuck what you say if it ain't bout no business/
Yeah I'm different & I'm gifted wrappin rappers like its Christmas/
End yo ass just like this sentence/
Too much drank the ceilin spinning/
Lord forgive me for my ignorance
Gold & bitches, Gold & bitches/
Sexy dark skins & sum golden bitches, Rollin wit us/
Takin snapshots niggas hate when we upload the pictures/
If y'all ain't know I'm on my KNGSHIT like chip the ripper/
We them niggas.../
We the reason that yo bitch is always actin bitter/
& they be suckin & fuckin & drankin & but naked plankin whenever they with us/
& I be leadin my niggas to victory, sippin on Hennessy, hand on my zipper (Haaan)/

(Chorus)
Talk dirty, my bitch clean/
Yo circle, My team/
BLCK (BLCK) KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/

Long Money, fast dreams/
Cars, clothes, Hoes every bad thing/
BLCK BLCK KNG(Nigga) BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG (Nigga) BLCK KNG/
Track Name: Last Cents (Prod. By XTheMisfit)
(Chorus)
Me and my niggas we ain't never had shit/
How you move forward when everything is backwards/
Everything that you fight for is past tense/
what you gon do when you on you're last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/

(Verse 1)
I just wanna get my shit & ride/
I just wanna get in my shit & drive/
Take off past the cloudy skies...& let God decide/
What we gon do with 8.75/
Tell me to go get a 9-5/
Every time that i hear 9-5...I see homicide/
What you gon do with those college payments/
I could never give my dads occupation/
Letters in the mail with the doctor's statement...man I gots to make it/
Every time I turn around we owe somebody new/
& we never do smart things with our revenue/
& their interest is to higher interest when they sell it to/
All the people that put vanities on a pedestal/
& our dream is to have green like a vegetable/
our name to be on the screen more than beetle juice/
It was real couldn't even buy me a pair of shoes/
Wasn't broke just had other things invested to/
& they say Long live the KNG if that was only true/
Cause the cops killed my nigga Nate after he finished school/
There's a reason Sam never leave the house without his tool/
What u think is on his mind when his son ain't got no food (nigga)/
I ain't Tupac but his message still lives on/
He used to rap to the little kids now the kid grow/
If Ion get payed then my niggas gon ride tonight/
Fuck you, fuck school, ima do everything needed right now cause the time is right/
I ain't hood but from the hood don't get it twisted/
only excel cause a nigga different/
And they say sex sells, we call our women bitches/
But no matter how much we try uplift nobody innocent/

(Chorus)
Me and my niggas we ain't never had shit/
How you move forward when everything is backwards/
Everything that you fight for is past tense/
what you gon do when you on you're last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/

(Verse 2)
Got it all, not at all/
I got plans to include those who were not involved/
I know it's people that's still around who do not evolve/
The only thing that their mind saying is I gotta ball/
But when we get those small checks/
we think bout corvettes/
Gold chains nice things but don't own cribs yet/
We Showboat, go broke just so pussy can stay wet/
But she been broke, stay broke 10 days before we met/
My mama work two jobs just to keep them food stamps/
lost all I had to people that move stamps/
Kicked out, Kept keys like we were gon move back/
Get bossed or be a bossed depending how you act/
& I'm screamin fuck love, fuck hate/
Fuck people that tell me I should meditate/
Fuck the those who don't want our dreams to levitate/
Me & my niggas stay hungry like we ain't never ate/
& nigga Pussy the one thing you chase/
I leave earth everyday to get me some better space/
They locked Dee up right after Memorial Day/
I'm in a race that tell you that you can never place, 1st place/
& birthdays was the worst days/
When it cost a crib to cover your court case/
When every woman around callin you thirsty/
& we lose out innocence every Thursday/
Are you ready for this journey?/
Where you at right now/
Do you see me in the back right now (Right now, Right now)/
Where you at right now/
Do your heart beat in the back right now/
You can see me in the back right now/
When everything's dark you react by sound/


(Chorus)
Me and my niggas we ain't never had shit/
How you move forward when everything is backwards/
Everything that you fight for is past tense/
what you gon do when you on you're last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
What you go do when you're on last cents/
Track Name: Bad Girls Pt. 2 (Feat. Cody Brandell) [Prod. By XTheMisfit]
(Chorus - Cody Brandell)
You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG
You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG



(Verse 1 - Dre Prince)
KNGSHIT, never met a woman QueenShit/
All the pretty girls look up to you, ain't a dollar that can pay for your features/
If I had the time I'd fuck with you/
Stay up on night make love with you/
See yo old nigga fucked everything up, that's why a nigga can't build no trust with you/
See me I'm on better grind/
You steady searchin for a love you'll never find/
See you take pride In showin your body parts/
Well let me be apart of yo body, yo soul, yo mind/
Let me sit & take the time & caress your skin/
Take a look at every curve in that dress you in/
I love the fact that you don't really mess with men/
Another beautiful woman who is next to sin/

(Bridge- Cody Brandell)
BLCK BLCK KNG...BLCK BLCK KNG/
You a Superstar...ima BLCK KNG/
BLCK BLCK KNG... BLCK BLCK KNG/
You a SuperStar... Ima BLCK KNG/

(Verse 2- Cody Brandell)
I Know all that you want is to feel Sexy (Feel Sexy)/
& if i drowned in your love would you cry for me (Cry Cry)/
Feel My heart Race/
I've been to this place/
I ain't comin down, girl im here to stay/
as the rain falls down girl I feel the pain/
girl I love your body girl loving your pain (ooh ahh)

(Verse 3- Dre Prince)
Don't forget that I'm the dopest nigga/
Don't roll weed, but can promise that I'm Rollin witcha/
Bitches gon hate, you know it well so it don't offend ya/
Maybe when I'm done doin me then we can settle/
& know you think the same we was on the same level/
never listen to friends, you was different you a rebel/
Niggas try to move in, the thought of me you never let em/
Sincerely Makin love to the thought of you forever/

(Chorus - Cody Brandell)
You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG
You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG

You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG
You a bad girl i ain't mad atcha/
Heavy on my mind under no pressure/
You a superstar ima BLCK KNG, BLCK BLCK KNG


(Verse 4- Dre Prince)
Making love from a distant/
Liking every instagram post cause she miss him/
knowin one day i'll be off the road soon, but until then them other girls on a mission/
tellin all her friends "girl i like him cause he diifferent"/
when the truth is that i let her see my vision/
only give her time cause i know she got ambition/
photo shoots just to get up on the television/
You just know the simplest love can blossum into a/
relationship like ours that nobody knew of/
we don't throw names out, tittles are too much/
she sent him "i love him" the very day that he blew up/
touchin on your body, pull your body to my lips cause you know thats just the way i love.../
and you know its something bout your body that these other girls missin overdosing on my favorite drug...She does/
Track Name: Grind (Prod. By YoungMoneyChris)
(Intro)
Y'all Niggas know i don't smoke right... I'm on that organic orange juice nigga...
I call it that OG OJ

(Hook)
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/


Verse 1
Dopest motherfuckin nigga out, what I'm bout/
Gettin money, nigga my time now/
Niggas tell lies when they never come around/
You should know I'm from the city when I say I'm comin down/
Ridin in the chally you dont even know the speed/
niggas love me in the streets, betta watch what you speak/
Haters gon hate ain't no cure for that disease/
Sent a letter to the judge told free my nigga Dee/
I took my time, made it right/
Ain't no such thang as blowin up over night/
Now a nigga gettin paid like every night/
No more low notes like Barry white/
Do it on my own nigga ain't nobody founded me/
Truth is that's how it be/
Before a nigga even got hot with rap shit Bad hoes still crowded me (KNGSHIT)/
Never met a nigga that's dope/
Bitches wanna nigga that smoke/
Every time they put a nigga on the line up, they sell out shows/
Bad bitches my promo/
I be killin every beat that a nigga meet/
Niggas wanna call me for a feat betta pay the fee/
Bitches try to call me for the D but it ain't free/
Till a nigga die ima BLCK KNG

(Hook)
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night

(Verse 2)
Man I learned the Grind from my Dad & all the OGs that I had/
its Ironic you spent your life in the trapped that's the reason you trapped/
Grind hard in those streets pushin that crack that's the shit that you pack/
Don't put heart in none you do that's the shit that you lack/
Niggas be lyin, talkin bout they did this & they did that nigga I did the science/
Nigga I'm deaf to that dumb shit...look for your shit we don't even see the signs/
When I put out they want it...hit me up quick like "Nigga I'm Buying"/
Got my mind on the money nigga fuck the fame, if I'm lyin I'm dying/
I'm the New too short all these bitches around/
All this paper like I signed with bounty/
Everybody want me like I'm the bounty/
Everybody want me like I'm the bounty/
remember way back when they used to down me/
Now I'm the man in 10 different counties/
Don't smoke weed but I might eat the brownies/
A 100 niggas wit me like its a rally/
Welcome to the gunshow, shoot it like rondo/
Come down to the condo/
If you ain't wanna fuck what the fuck u come for/
I just wanna beat it up like a congo/
Bad bitches be like Marilyn Monroe/
Grind hard that's the only thing I know/
Grind hard that's the only thing I know/
If you on your grind nigga what you hatin for...bitch/


(Hook)
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night/
Grind all day grind all day grind all day grind all night
Track Name: Woman's Appetite (Work) [Prod. By T-Black The Hitmaker]
(Chorus)
Girl I know you wanna make a friend today/
I know you never worry bout what other men would say/
got the hottest thang pushing on the interstate/
You go to school, you go to work & then get paid/
You got that work work work work work/
Girl you know U got that work(5)/
Girl you know u got that work/
Soon as they see yo body they gon get hurt/
Every nigga with dolla run up to you try to flirt/

You got that work work work work work/
Girl you know U got that work(5)/
Girl you know u got that work/
Soon as they see yo body they go berserk with your European designer & heels to go with your purse you got that work/

(Verse)
Uh, This is it/
love to see you killin shit/
They way you move that ass inside them jeans I know you feelin this/
Them other girls ain't smart as you, they need a Ventriloquist/
& What you do to every man that cross your path should show your innocence/
I handle my business, that's the shit that I gotta do/
They give me that Southern love every time I'm in Baton Rouge/
My Black & gold heart I give that to my Grambling boo/
Don't forget to hit my phone if my ex try to come handle you/
My delta in prairie view be so cold she Theraflu/
AKAs out in Famu be so fly they need parachutes/
Ill never walk out on her even In these pair of shoes/
I like to let em pick because they know I don't care to choose/
I love them Atlanta women they never act stuck up/
My westside chick always quick to throw dubs up/
Don't let that face fool you she'll tear the whole club up/
I'm draped in them blood diamonds I give em that blood lust/
She run over the simple minded cause they never wit it/
& my New York chick Always catch her in vintage/
It don't matter how I start it dog i always know she gon finish/
Whoever talkin that shit she send their ass to the dentist/
My chick from the Chi be actin hella shy/
Sex so good come wit a lullaby/
She hold me down even with another guy/
Sex so good give that shit another try/
I'm the dopest, bitch don't you ask why/
She's the dopest bitch cause she next to I/
Somebody tell the witness to testify/
I bet her ex boyfriend is the next cry/
Nigga stop with that bullshit cause I hear it a lot/
I had dream of miracle whipping Miracle Watts/
You know them H town girls when they appear at yo spot/
You ain't gettin no play unless they leave with a knot/

(Chorus)
Girl I know you wanna make a friend today/
I know you never worry bout what other men would say/
got the hottest thang pushing on the interstate/
You go to school, you go to work & then get paid/
You got that work work work work work/
Girl you know U got that work(5)/
Girl you know u got that work/
Soon as they see yo body they gon get hurt/
Every nigga with dolla run up to you try to flirt/

You got that work work work work work/
Girl you know U got that work(5)/
Girl you know u got that work/
Soon as they see yo body they go berserk with your European designer & heels to go with your purse you got that work/


(Outro)
See, aint no ton like you how i like you,
you goes in, when you goes in see what I'm saying.
i like the way you turn around and i see that Ass Parade from far away you blast me away got damn girl
When you wear that sexy thang i've zoomed so much my Lenz don't work no more.
You know i like to do all those nasty things you like to do,SHIT!
Aint no nigga gon do it like Dre do it i'm tryna tell you right now.
you say you ain't got time, I AM TIME! FUCK WITH ME! SHIT!
You Know i Love you though...Sike!
No but For real though, For real Though you ain't gotta act you don't wanna talk to a nigga & shit.
You be working, act if you talk to me i promise I'm a make it worth it.
Track Name: SkyFall (Prod. By Isaac Arquieta)
(Chorus)
If winning is a lie, then it's only in your mind/
Take a look you're not alone/
the path you wrote is set in stone/
Believed in all the the lies they told/
The light is right beside your soul/
Take a look you're not alone/
They tell you all the time, if winning is a lie, then it's only in your mind/

(Verse 1)
Tell me if you ever gave a fuck a bout a nigga that ain't never had shit in life/
It's alright, ima be the same motherfucka that bring darkness to light/
Y'all don't know what I feel inside/
You don't see the pain that's in my eyes/
You could kill me off today, but the power of my pen will enlight/
I've been up a thousands nights/
There's no sleep when you alive/
Niggas sleepin while they woke, wake wake up & share your light/
I just might have to fight, if cross me on Jesus Christ/
I missed church the last 10 Sundays/
But I know one day we'll be tight/
On BLCK KNG nigga that's my tribe/
10 gold rings reflect my pride/
I don't speak out of ignorance/
But Egyptian KNGs wore gold all times/
This our dream that's why we grind/
Paint the scene to those are blind/
Nobody ever helped us with shit, prolly get rich with no Cosign/
There's no such thing as rewind/
Just reflect, then take your time/
I know we all have our own dreams, but you can't get paid if you don't try/
I'll get away only, when I die/
Until that day ill do just fine
Feel what I feel in a sense, if it don't make sense then read the signs/

(Chorus)
Take a look you're not alone/
the path you wrote set in stone/
Believed in all the the lies they told/
The light is right beside your soul/
Take a look you're not alone/
They tell you all the time, if winning is a lie, then it's only in your mind/

(Verse 2)
Can you see the vision, can you see the day when dreams went missin/
Can you see the vision/
Can you see your soul filled with ambition/
Can you see my thoughts, can you see the BLCK that's in my heart/
Can you see it beat, thru every beat that I rip apart/
These niggas don't know that's why they stuck/
Livin their life like they don't love/
I don't make song bout lil bullshit, tell the story bout where I'm from/
Where I've been & what I know/
What I do & where I go/
I feel like a pack of hand grenade in storage bout to blow/
Such a wonderful feeling/
Knowing your people can feel it/
I know the games fucked up but i promise We can rebuild it/
If you sleepin ill kill ya
Me & the reaper familiar/
I got that work & if you workin then my people a deal ya/
Ion how you gon hate on a nigga gettin green/
Mother fuck you & yo team/
This BLCK KNG/
building paths for those who know that life aint free/
What you get is what you see/
Your paradox is a parody/
Feel what I feel in a sense, if it don't then wake up from this dream/
Track Name: Bow Down (Interlude) [Prod. By Isaac Arquieta]
(Verse)
Well it's that dope motherfucka, wait/
Bitch dont get me started/
I'm the hardest out the forest/
I'm the reason there's a margin/
8 legs how I run it off the web, I ain't Charlotte/
I'm on the north with Carolina(Spanish accent) like in Charlotte/
To be honest all my bitches lesbihonest/
Pussy wetter than Pirañas/
Only eat it once before you use a condom/
That's the motto/
I'm from Houston rocket power call me auto/
Bet you dont get it Like lucky numbers when you hit the lotto/
I'm the new face of this culture, you can like it you can love it/
Don't you talk to me if dollar not subject/
If we fuckin, then I fuck you till your pussy needs adjusting/
I ain't bluffin when I say, I got the heart to keep it pumpin/
Bow down the KNG is comin/
Track Name: What Everybody Been Missin' (Prod. By Isaac Arquieta)
(Chorus)
This for all my niggas & them niggas that got bitches/
All my bitches & them bitches that got bitches/
This for all my niggas & them niggas that got bitches/
All my bitches & them bitches that got bitches/

(Verse)
This that shit that everybody been missin/
Hop out on them 84 swangas hittin them switches/
Just like wale baby girl I'm gifted/
If you ain't tryna fuck then ain't no need for ya digits/
You don't suck dick well baby girl u trippin/
Niggas say they cool but cool don't make u different/
I'm Rollin just me & sammie I'm Jordan he Scottie pippin/
Gina got all the bitches you cuffin when we come kick it/
Squeeze the juice out her pussy, I lick her she cum in minutes/
She said that she wanna feel me I left that hoe in her feelings/
KNGSHIT on them niggas, BLCK KNG to them bitches/
Tell my girl I'm gettin head from my mistress while doin business/
This that shit that everybody been missin/
Put on ass parade & watch all the bitches start strippin/
Dropped out of college cause niggas wasn't gettin paid/
Now a nigga get paid to perform with parade/

This for all my niggas & them niggas that got bitches/
All my bitches & them bitches that got bitches/
This for all my niggas & them niggas that got bitches/
All my bitches & them bitches that got bitches/
This that shit that everybody been missin/
This that shit that everybody been missin/
This for all my niggas & them niggas that got bitches/
Track Name: Light Headed (Prod. By XTheMisfit)
(Intro)
Well it's that dope nigga that dick slanger/
Them gold rings on 10 fingers/
I fucked yo bitch & I didn't claim her/

Well it's that dope nigga that dick slanger/
Yo girl weak, my bitch bangin/
I yell BLCK KNG till that shit famous/


(Hook)
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/

I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/

(Verse 1)
Runnin wit my niggas & we wit it/
We the freshest in the village/
I be draped up in the vintage/
10 bitches each give a nigga 10 digits/
Never seen a picture that I paint wasn't vivid/
Kill every beat till them hoes ain't kickin/
Give long dick to bitches like robin givens/
I remember the time when a nigga wasn't winnin/
Now I dedicate my time to bein dope & different/
Man I kno nigga hate off the shit I make/
listen to my whole tape you can not same great/
Niggas hate cause they bitch wanna be with Dre/
This dope shit encrypted in my DNA/
BLCK KNG KNGSHIT/
Bagging bitches like frito lays/

(Hook)
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/

I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/
All this money on me bitch it's lookin like lettuce/

(Verse 2)
Fuck what you niggas ain't heard about/
BLCK KNG take over that's word of mouth/
Even got bitches saying KNGSHIT, take yo queen quick & then turn her out/
We came along way from the dirty south/
This beat bang even when I turn it down/
I remember when bitches used to turn me down/
Now they suck me up & then turn around/
Spit game nigga I'm the new pimp C, new 2 Pac, new eazy E, Mac D.R.E. bun still here but if he was gone that be/
Y'all niggas don't ever have relevance/
just a dope ass nigga with sum elegance/
Just a young nigga born in Austin, in hip hop house tryna settle in/
Your ears sick then I got the medicine, of your preference/
Got the heart a lion heart but I'm dressed in that leopard print, or sum better shit/
What's wrong with these niggas they hesitant/
Shout out Brain Gang we forever Kin/
We revolutionize like Malcolm, Martin, Edison/
KNGSHIT


I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/

Shit...

I be so fly that I'm lookin light headed/
Track Name: The Sin (Get Lost) [Prod. By Cardo]
(Chorus)
Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lets Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/

Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lest Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/




(Verse 1)
Take control of your life/
Learn to live for tonight/
Turnin up before every club we pre gaming on sight/
Got Patron & a little bit of sprite/
That's that shit you like/
Playin with me is like gambling off everything you own with two different dice/
Girl god knows we all broke/
Lets worry bout that tomorrow/
One shot u forget about car notes/
2 hits of the weed 3 bar codes/
We up all night no narco/
No sleep till end of the bottle, What the fuck God gave a nigga heart 4/
Keep the credits Rollin till part 4/
My mind blows, but I just need a girl that's gon blow a nigga mind cause meantime/
Can't pay bills off with peace signs/
But these drinks make a nigga see 3 times/
Take the wheel to the left for my niggas gettin turnt/
wheel to the right for all my bitches get turnt/
Leave ya problems for tonight have fun & get turnt/
Sacrifice yo whole life for the things that we deserve/

(Chorus)
Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lets Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/

Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lest Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/

(Verse 2)
Party over here, party over there, drinks in the air, niggas always say they broke but they never here/
bitches wanna smoke Dope in their underwear/
See you give niggas hope when u become a player/
I remember when I broke had no clothes to wear/
Now I'm the dopest nigga out word to Rick flair/
When I come into your town I bet your bitch there/
And she just wanna tell me bout her nigga cause her nigga ain't nothin he sittin home without a dream/
She tired of holdin down like gravity/
I give her shots to escape her reality/
See tonight ain't gotta worry bout salary/
Just Tell me bout everything that you wanna be/
Everybody can be what they wanna be/
Believe, work hard, live all your fantasies/
Man Mama always say watch the people keep/
Niggas think everything free/
If you don't work then you niggas don't eat/
If you niggas don't work then you nothin like me/
Niggas say travel doin this, doin that when I ask about it they sleep/
heard from a girl that told another girl that you told yo girl you thinkin bout me/
I know you wanna touch me right/
We can fuck tonight/
Who knew these drinks would change your life/
I don't smoke but I might/
Take the wheel to the left for my niggas gettin turnt/
wheel to the right for all my bitches get turnt/
Leave ya problems for tonight have fun & get turnt/
Sacrifice yo whole life for the things that we deserve/


(Chorus)
Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lets Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/

Let's Get lost in the wind, get lost in the wind/
Let's Get lost, turnt up to the end, on juice & Gin/
Let's Get lost go Call all yo friends but don't smoke my Benz/
Lest Get Lost, Let the games begin this is the sin/
Track Name: Big Bang Theory (Feat. A.Dd+) [Prod. By Isaac Arquieta]
(Intro)
Death to that boogie Rap Nigga


(Chorus)
Bang bang bang ion need no help/
Fuck this shit ion need no help/
Niggas think they know what Niño felt/
Shots to yo face till you see yoself/
Bang Bang Bang ion need no help/
I Fucked yo bitch I ain't need no help/
Niggas say they right when they be so left/
This shit work ion need no chef/

(Verse - Dre Prince)
Dopest motherfucka I ain't gotta ask how a nigga feel/
Too many niggas in the game ain't real/
In my own lane lil nigga big wheels/
Hottest nigga comin out bet a give a bitch chills/
Bitch chill b4 I turn this hoe into a tip drill/
on my KNGSHIT gold chains, gold Grill/
Big Problem with today wrong niggas sayin trill/
Hennessy straight to the face all day/
Smoke in my car bitch i wish you would/
Young tupac in the knight no Suge/
From Bossin, Texas to Inglewood/
This that shit make a nigga go dumb,
All my made niggas in this bitch pack heat/
Ion even trap but I'm on trap beats/
This music like crack make a nigga OD/
Come from the land where them niggas don't sleep/
I rather count bills while you niggas count sheep/
Nigga Still gettin paid from what I did last week/
Don't ask me a thing if it ain't BLCK KNG...Bitch/
(Paris P)
I step inside the motherfuckin door I'm Paris P & I ain't got no sense/
Ball so hard I ain't got no bench/
Beat the beat up like it owe me rent/
Can't keep up you gon need a pit stop till the wheels fall of got my axels bent/
But I'm dodging potholes till the end of the road & my hood rough life turn Boyz 2 Men/
Bang Bang Bang, Choppa or the helicopter same damn thang/
Chop you up & Call a doctor, gone insane/
A.Dd+ be the name of the gang & we reign supreme Mane/
Seatbelt loose better stay in your lane or you get a dose of something you can't sustain/
Take it as a warning so you can't complain/
Heart full of hate you just can't contain/
Young nigga like me pass over groupies all of them girls just wanna give brain/
Yeah I know you prolly heard that before but head ain't everything just thought I let you know/
& if you know me then you might call me Scrappy/
Kill everything so can you bring out the casket/
Following my heart not following the stars cause a comet might lead a nigga to the top faster/
They like damn, what a hot bastard/
I'm like yeah where the damn cash at/
I go for broke but don't wanna be broke exchange flows for dough now that's a transaction/
Who that killin the beat you know it's Paris P so ain't no need in you askin/
(Slim Gravy)
Whoop there it is/
Open niggas head like a new era fitted/
Got paid last night that's a new pair of kicks/
Got two hoes with me two pair of tits/
Tell my nigga Paris come scoop em at the crib/
That's just how we do how we live/
Woke up next day the recoup, then do it all again/
Last night we was fuckin with the shrooms had a nigga like daaaaaaammmnn/
Ion give a fuck right now, I ran out of fucks to give/
We don't even fuck with y'all, what these niggas know about slim/
Pussy nigga still waitin on the call from his bitch while I got my dick all in her jaws/
Hell yeah we made a flick/
Young nigga goin hard, who you know harder than this/
To my nigga Dre Prince come fuck wit ya boy make em hold it down in this bitch/

Chorus)
Bang bang bang ion need no help/
Fuck this shit ion need no help/
Niggas think they know what Niño felt/
Shots to yo face till you see yoself/
Bang Bang Bang ion need no help/
I Fucked yo bitch I ain't need no help/
Niggas say they right when they be so left/
This shit work ion need no chef/
Bang Bang Bang