Letra United Kings de United Kingdom original

Intro: Hell Razah>
Yo, son, I've got something to tell you. You know what I'm saying?
Because when you're going to be a great speaker. You know what I'm saying?
A wise man told me to be a hero of your own tongue. You know what I'm
saying?

Dreddy Kruger>
True indeed, I hug tracks like my seed
Aside, wack MC's do me nada
King Soloman the great came to evaporate the hate
Yeah you, you know you're power-u
You recoginze the voice but it damn sure ain't Kru'

Timbo King - Royal Fam>
Intensify the pressure, my swordsmanship rules the globe
With ancient war strategies, signals from royal coves
The golden, chosen, tribe from Medina
United Kingdom, righteous leaders
The queens greet us with peace
My east ages style conquers Greece

Hell Razah - Sunz of Man>
We drop the jewels that make the world know... Kings
We drop the jewels that make these MC's... vibe
It's the King Constantine from the Maccabees, what?
United Kingdom, now build or destruct
I cuff my handcuffs, there'll be money to discuss
This poor Sun of Man used to rule like King Tut'
We could battle til you're bankrupt, fill your tank up
Come and see me from my practice, the young baptist
With a gun under the mattress, to burn my matches
When the war comes dont look for faxes, ashes to ashes
We're jumping out of car crashes, feed the masses

Snuggle-Up - C.O.I.N.S.>
Yo, the read up will keep my stee up
I be the Snugg-Up, yo, shut up
Your quarter, illusions, contusions
Confusions, so I ask what are you doing?
Calm down that booing, cuz what you thought wasn't amusing
Coins, different personalities, make you burn calories
Once I finish you, the signature like an art gallery
Got batteries in his back, but it wasn't a new pack
It's like a car with no gas trying to go real fast
I'm letting you know from the ghetto, MC's you'll be petro
You'd better take the metro, before I'll give permission to let your
Ass just chill and stand around me
And If I didn't, I'm admitting, I'm a Coin MC
And to the tower we'll be doing this naturally
Because you devils keep trying to white castle me

Prodigal Sunn - Sunz of Man>
Yo, I watch an adversary come before me
With imaginary mind stories, call me the god of glory
Son, you bore me with them sob stories
Stationary in my sector, sipping nectar
Mental perfector, light injector, the star catcher
Stay stimulated, updated, rated in my climbinghood
You read the stative, frustrated, haters up to no good
You wish you would, could, never understood
The facts of life, get your shit right
Be the first to lose your windpipe
Trying to fight the Brooklyn Knights
You get blown like the kite
When I strike that ass with light it's similar to dynamite
I'm in or out of sight, MC's taste of Fright Night
I'm like that Ike and the Tina Turner, carry your burner

Chorus x4: Hell Razah>
United Kings making power moves by all means
The truth is the proof to see clear through all schemes

Outro: Hell Razah, (Prodigal Sunn), {Snuggle-Up}>
What's up? You know what I'm saying?
The fake-ass niggaz. Mooncycle.
You know what I'm saying?
1998. Brooklyn Zu. Word up. (the Fake Apostles.)
When we drop it's like a bull drops. {Rose Family.}
All y'all niggaz is waiting for.
(Begga Clan) You know what I'm saying?
Father Lord. Peace to the rest. Word up.
(U.K.) You know what I'm saying?
(12 Jewelz. U.K.) You know what I'm saying?
San Diego. It's how we're doing it.
All you wait for in Bethlehem. Brooklyn it is.
You know what I'm saying? And we're out. Word.
{United Kings. United Kings. United Kings.} (United Kingdom.)