歌曲 | Dream of a King |
歌手 | Krizz Kaliko |
歌手 | Prozak |
歌手 | Bernz & Wrekonize |
专辑 | Kickin' & Screamin' |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Yeah, and it's all about the capital games, venom | |
Rolling through your veins, shackles and chains, send 'em | |
Off to battle like they happy until they graves, CEME- | |
TERY gates await for one sought man, the | |
Women living in sin, kill the children | |
Describe pollution, to pop the pills in | |
It’s all confusions, and not solutions | |
On top we got a plot to drop, stop the blueprint | |
If anything is ever gonna get better | |
We gotta get rid of the vendettas | |
And separate our endeavors | |
I'm like the king that wrote in his letter | |
Never ever sever the love for one another | |
Be stubborn enough to hate one another | |
Remember that we are brothers | |
And sisters, came from the same mother | |
The earth, and we go through the same struggles | |
It hurts but we gotta make it work for us | |
The dream | |
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko] | |
What are we fightin’ for? | |
And why do we sell war? | |
All my country tears me bleak | |
Scream our needs from all our knees | |
And those who scream world peace | |
It seems that dream | |
The dream of a king | |
[Verse 2: Wrekonize of Mayday] | |
In the UK, mama had a itty bitty little boy blue | |
With a man that wasn’t like quite likely approved | |
Walked around Cape Town, readily abused | |
Cause the colour of the skin was so difficult to few | |
Not dark enough, not white enough | |
Hey boy, what be your background anyway? | |
Is there really an answer to this terrible cancer | |
Human beings what my pop said we’d better save | |
Now speedin’ up the hands on the clock dial | |
Present day racist is away, better stockpile | |
Get up and get your freedom to love one another | |
My brother suffered from the mother****ers underneath the plot now | |
Now this here ain't just limited | |
Two cheers for million man initiative | |
Wipe the fear of traditionally ignorant | |
And lay it all down with this little dream I'm never with | |
[Hook] | |
(Verse 3: Crystal Watson) | |
Come on y'all | |
We see the one in signs | |
While we steady reaching for the climax of our earthly high | |
And lovin' money and sex more than the grace from the sky | |
Craving and praying for someone to save me | |
Could he be real? Filling me | |
Or should I look to the heaven | |
Hopin' to save my sanity in the world of vicinity | |
Temptation at a all time high | |
Women, men, strip of they pride | |
Avoiding the dish and tryin' to survive | |
Maybe yet we should just die | |
[Verse 4: Bernz of Mayday] | |
Even kings fall | |
Sunset on my back bringin’ in the dark | |
I ain’t always even killed, tryna gain a little balance for real | |
Because I’ve been lost | |
Played ground politics for the kids | |
That’s how it is | |
Innocence lost to a Mossberg's kiss | |
What it is and what it was, plus it ain’t getting better for us | |
Life’s rush and enough from this high when the cops speed by | |
Someone told me 'bout a dream that my son is alive | |
So I told him to run it back but he didn’t reply | |
You see we all wide awake, dying and close our eyes | |
And the world’s getting smaller, yes it is | |
That's a one ray of light, breaking darkness | |
Shame to spark this, but I gotta medicate | |
Pitfalls eluding my faith |
Yeah, and it' s all about the capital games, venom | |
Rolling through your veins, shackles and chains, send ' em | |
Off to battle like they happy until they graves, CEME | |
TERY gates await for one sought man, the | |
Women living in sin, kill the children | |
Describe pollution, to pop the pills in | |
It' s all confusions, and not solutions | |
On top we got a plot to drop, stop the blueprint | |
If anything is ever gonna get better | |
We gotta get rid of the vendettas | |
And separate our endeavors | |
I' m like the king that wrote in his letter | |
Never ever sever the love for one another | |
Be stubborn enough to hate one another | |
Remember that we are brothers | |
And sisters, came from the same mother | |
The earth, and we go through the same struggles | |
It hurts but we gotta make it work for us | |
The dream | |
Hook: Krizz Kaliko | |
What are we fightin' for? | |
And why do we sell war? | |
All my country tears me bleak | |
Scream our needs from all our knees | |
And those who scream world peace | |
It seems that dream | |
The dream of a king | |
Verse 2: Wrekonize of Mayday | |
In the UK, mama had a itty bitty little boy blue | |
With a man that wasn' t like quite likely approved | |
Walked around Cape Town, readily abused | |
Cause the colour of the skin was so difficult to few | |
Not dark enough, not white enough | |
Hey boy, what be your background anyway? | |
Is there really an answer to this terrible cancer | |
Human beings what my pop said we' d better save | |
Now speedin' up the hands on the clock dial | |
Present day racist is away, better stockpile | |
Get up and get your freedom to love one another | |
My brother suffered from the mother ers underneath the plot now | |
Now this here ain' t just limited | |
Two cheers for million man initiative | |
Wipe the fear of traditionally ignorant | |
And lay it all down with this little dream I' m never with | |
Hook | |
Verse 3: Crystal Watson | |
Come on y' all | |
We see the one in signs | |
While we steady reaching for the climax of our earthly high | |
And lovin' money and sex more than the grace from the sky | |
Craving and praying for someone to save me | |
Could he be real? Filling me | |
Or should I look to the heaven | |
Hopin' to save my sanity in the world of vicinity | |
Temptation at a all time high | |
Women, men, strip of they pride | |
Avoiding the dish and tryin' to survive | |
Maybe yet we should just die | |
Verse 4: Bernz of Mayday | |
Even kings fall | |
Sunset on my back bringin' in the dark | |
I ain' t always even killed, tryna gain a little balance for real | |
Because I' ve been lost | |
Played ground politics for the kids | |
That' s how it is | |
Innocence lost to a Mossberg' s kiss | |
What it is and what it was, plus it ain' t getting better for us | |
Life' s rush and enough from this high when the cops speed by | |
Someone told me ' bout a dream that my son is alive | |
So I told him to run it back but he didn' t reply | |
You see we all wide awake, dying and close our eyes | |
And the world' s getting smaller, yes it is | |
That' s a one ray of light, breaking darkness | |
Shame to spark this, but I gotta medicate | |
Pitfalls eluding my faith |
Yeah, and it' s all about the capital games, venom | |
Rolling through your veins, shackles and chains, send ' em | |
Off to battle like they happy until they graves, CEME | |
TERY gates await for one sought man, the | |
Women living in sin, kill the children | |
Describe pollution, to pop the pills in | |
It' s all confusions, and not solutions | |
On top we got a plot to drop, stop the blueprint | |
If anything is ever gonna get better | |
We gotta get rid of the vendettas | |
And separate our endeavors | |
I' m like the king that wrote in his letter | |
Never ever sever the love for one another | |
Be stubborn enough to hate one another | |
Remember that we are brothers | |
And sisters, came from the same mother | |
The earth, and we go through the same struggles | |
It hurts but we gotta make it work for us | |
The dream | |
Hook: Krizz Kaliko | |
What are we fightin' for? | |
And why do we sell war? | |
All my country tears me bleak | |
Scream our needs from all our knees | |
And those who scream world peace | |
It seems that dream | |
The dream of a king | |
Verse 2: Wrekonize of Mayday | |
In the UK, mama had a itty bitty little boy blue | |
With a man that wasn' t like quite likely approved | |
Walked around Cape Town, readily abused | |
Cause the colour of the skin was so difficult to few | |
Not dark enough, not white enough | |
Hey boy, what be your background anyway? | |
Is there really an answer to this terrible cancer | |
Human beings what my pop said we' d better save | |
Now speedin' up the hands on the clock dial | |
Present day racist is away, better stockpile | |
Get up and get your freedom to love one another | |
My brother suffered from the mother ers underneath the plot now | |
Now this here ain' t just limited | |
Two cheers for million man initiative | |
Wipe the fear of traditionally ignorant | |
And lay it all down with this little dream I' m never with | |
Hook | |
Verse 3: Crystal Watson | |
Come on y' all | |
We see the one in signs | |
While we steady reaching for the climax of our earthly high | |
And lovin' money and sex more than the grace from the sky | |
Craving and praying for someone to save me | |
Could he be real? Filling me | |
Or should I look to the heaven | |
Hopin' to save my sanity in the world of vicinity | |
Temptation at a all time high | |
Women, men, strip of they pride | |
Avoiding the dish and tryin' to survive | |
Maybe yet we should just die | |
Verse 4: Bernz of Mayday | |
Even kings fall | |
Sunset on my back bringin' in the dark | |
I ain' t always even killed, tryna gain a little balance for real | |
Because I' ve been lost | |
Played ground politics for the kids | |
That' s how it is | |
Innocence lost to a Mossberg' s kiss | |
What it is and what it was, plus it ain' t getting better for us | |
Life' s rush and enough from this high when the cops speed by | |
Someone told me ' bout a dream that my son is alive | |
So I told him to run it back but he didn' t reply | |
You see we all wide awake, dying and close our eyes | |
And the world' s getting smaller, yes it is | |
That' s a one ray of light, breaking darkness | |
Shame to spark this, but I gotta medicate | |
Pitfalls eluding my faith |