Am Bm F (Kings)EmEm Oh MarcoAm Bm C It's crazyAm Bm F Where them crowns at? (Kings) [Verse 1]Em I'm from the V-I-Double-L-E, like M.O.P Where cats walk around like, "Him or me?"Em Art of survival, tryin' to calculate the heart of a rival Understand like part of the bible, this a revelationAm Bm C They say niggas never learn, this an education Since Malcolm and Martin we've been marchin' for a better nationAm Bm F Is this a big meltin' pot, or is it seperation?Em I'm breakin' bread with the tribes, no reservations Yo, we gotta make it as a federationEm Are we livin' together, or is it segregation? Jim Crow laws hem no flaws I'm tryin' to run it up like ten more scoresAm Bm C The chain of command, analyze the brain of a man That understands the shame and the pain of a fanAm Bm F They can't comprehend all these songs he's hearin' nowEm And can't understand what these dudes is wearin' now But think back when we was young, 'bout the same ageEm Our parents, they looked at us in them same ways We was playin' DMC and Fat Boys (Fat) And they was sayin' to us, "Turn off that noise"Am Bm C Told us, we gotta listen to some real music Earth, Wind and Fire, somethin' you can feel musicAm Bm F From where I stand, it's like the view is panoramicEm When my retirement is announced, the fans'll panic 'Cause that's one less soldier in the greatest fightEm The love is heavy in my heart and the hate is light Then every other summer an up-and-comer Thinks he can jump right in my shoes if he plays his rightAm Bm C (Kings)But these are Mutumbo-size in my humble eyes And this is no small feat for these mumble guysAm Bm F Man, you know the drill like a cavityEm Comprehend the gravity of my savagery I'm so underrated, it's a travistyEm Where's the praise and the raise in my salary? Got a wife held up by life to marry me We dress to impress and get fresh like Barry BAm Bm C Yo, you would think we on a date night It's hard to get in, you won't believe what the wait's likeAm Bm F We tryin' to see what it taste like But it's hard to fit in, you won't believe what the hate's likeEm The game of life's full of crazy things It's so intense, makes no sense like baby ringsEm Until the overweight lady sings We'll leave you this body of work 'til they say we kingsAm Bm C (Kings) Yeah, 'til they say we kings [Otro]Am Bm F I grew up to be a king for the city I rep N.C. I grew up to be a king for the city I repEm I grew up to be a king I grew up to be a king I grew up to be a kingAm Bm C I grew up to be a king for the city I repAm Bm F I grew up to be a king for the city I rep (Kings)
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