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letra de kings/water 3 - michael millions

(chorus)

were slaying all our kings (4x)

(verse)

it’s hard for me to science the/
mechanics of society/ last of a dying breed
we all supposed to live as kings
but those thieves with those bullets come steal our dream/
nothing left for a queen
her tears fall like diamonds when blue lights flash at the scene
that was just her son but she saw him as prince
it’s was still slum but she afford the rent
he good a ball and she was hoping one day
that he would go and play nba
but d-mn he got hit by them strays
hey hey

(chorus)

were slaying all our kings (4x)

(verse 2)

know what you do when shooting stars
wishing the shooting would never start
hope it’s with the a camera progress the art
not paramedics pumping your heart
let’s fill moments silence with laughter
smoke blunts with n-ggas after
extend the chapter
drop the steel still get bless up from the master
we can go to further together i heard it route is faster
but i’m not pastor
i heard a story of a brother leaving jail
headed to see his daughter for months he seen a cell
told his family he’d catch them after, they wishing him well
but issue with a n-gga at his baby mommy crib and well

(chorus)

were slaying all our kings (4x)

“water 3”

(verse)

top 5 dead alive n-gga i’m telling you!
vibes from where i reside is what i’m selling you
it’s a war going on outside the need medical
doctors working over time there need medical
d-mn met a n-gga sitting out on the bus line
needed a bus ride… to meet his kid for lunch time
30 minutes it’s crunch time
had 3 dollars and some change so combined
i think he had 360…
he ask for help i had a dollar and dream with me…
reach in my pockets slid him a 50
he cried thank you i said god is good i gave the blood of the king in me
give more is he only way to get plenty
i’m on my knees god i know you hear me
devil i got control boy i know you fear me
aunt k i know you near me
don’t worry about james coming with me
more polished more seasoned
the last of the mohicans
i lay down my logic using pro-tools
getting on creating flows that they don’t use to
i make it sound cool to find beats to zone too
hop out the phone booth supermans alive
modern day d’angelo a n-gga on the rise
minus the abs
i know what i came for — cant leave minus the bags
need all of my ammo
and how to change the world is the thoughts of king
talk to foe for an hour said this is the thing
if you don’t got love you have nothing…
if you don’t have love it nothing
i hit the blunt paused to think
he add the top ain’t got love as we often think
said he seen em come and go before he could blink
he said mike boy it hard to be king

(verse 2) easalio
we some of the illest thats ever done it
if you can get a view from the sun you’d see us coming
if you ever see us in person keep it a hundred
if you ever see us spittin’ unplugged just drummin’
blessings keep coming in overwhelming abundance
we just trying to make something out of nothing
and make you love it
uh, they just call me the kid with the vision
always the n-gga in the room with a different opinion
shine bright while you fl!ckerin’ in to the distance
i do this like it’s my only reason for living
ran in to kid tryin’ to stunt
said he bout to meet his good for nothing daddy for lunch
and every time he meetin’ up it’s always something he want
probably had to bum money just to get on the bus
and i’m like dawg you gotta know that you is a man
sometimes you gotta make a way to understand
give him a chance
the only way to be happy’s to be friendly
and the only way to get more is to give plenty
already you know that we what kids envy
they wanna be from the era of where they know it was better
they hear the stories bout who changed the game
the cloths the drug the girls the whips the chains
life is good why would i b-tch/complain
it’s obvious we dont look at this sh-t the same
mhm, what if this was a beverage business
everything i’m selling would be h-lla quinchin’
i bet they’d running up to the well to get it
‘til it’s drippin’ little as melanin on your television
i bet we leave this whole thang flooded
reach up to the sky and just hang from it
that means we ain’t sitting on the same summit
when it comes to bodying things i be the brains of it
uh, run the game like the legs of it
n-ggas stay hatin’ it dont faze nothing
cause even on my off days bummin’
they still be looking at me as if i’m a wave coming
no weapon on the waistline
we just came in to the place to have a great time
it’s hard to be king!

(verse 3) radio b
every day when i look in the mirror i wanna see myself
i wanna be myself
i try hard not to cheat myself, to fight my demons
if not i’ll defeat myself
i seen that way too often, made too awesome, way too smart to be up in that maze you lost in
ugh, trying so hard done made you soften
glorifying the trap, they’ll cage you often
they don’t really want you to survive
they ain’t think you would, and for that they done made you a coffin
n-ggas be one foot in, one foot out
i pray it’s not too late when they figure it out
i wrote sunday’s best just to help us all navigate through the fog
facing it all, face in the mirror, faith in god plus i want you to recognize the fake, that’s all
where fronting gone take us all?
living a lie…could never be a ribbon in the sky
could never be free…shackled to our own insecurities. i don’t think you hearing me…
currently, hurriedly conquering currency, balancing hope, balancing bullsh-t
wasted votes, and pastor quotes. i’m past the quotes you post on social media
everyday p-ssing…folks get greedier, n-ggas get needier…
chasing that fame…wanna see they name on that wikipedia
brain cluttered, thesis, theories, peace and purity, l-st and wealth, trust and help
conquer self, read a book, write a rap, write a sermon. why i ain’t writing that?
then again, maybe i am. change my thinking…
see me growing? they say i’m shrinking. they say i’m sleep. i say i’m blinking
hoteps say they woke. i say they tweaking…everybody living for the weekend
why i gotta think so much? (wanna) see it all…why i gotta blink so much?
they say my dreams are just pulp fiction. (they’ll) beat me to a pulp tryna make it out of richmond
i can beat the odds if my brother beat addiction. i can beat the odds if my brother beat addiction
i had a talk with ericka. she said you living your dreams. trust baby don’t worry bout a thing…i only said back one thing…i know my queen, but trust me it’s hard to be king…i only said back one thing…i know my queen, but trust me it’s hard to be…king

- michael millions

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