The King - Royal Thunder

I'm Addy'd up, add it up, I just ate a plate for breakfast Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous (oh!) 'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates Driving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph Mix it in a potion like a science That liquid G diet got a nigga so quiet 'Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I'm dyin' Shit so raw, nothing else can get me higher Only time you see me's when I'm balling with my niggas 'Cause my life too private, my ride too private (oh!) My flight too private, my shows so riot My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city 'til the fall Then it's time for me to fly her I got a girl at home even though she ain't mine yet And she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it Baby girl, you know what I like Baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like Don't be mad, let her get hers Don't be mad, let her get hers She made her own luck, she don't give a fuck She's tryna have fun, take a break from the love Man, your girl so bad, let me get her Your girl so bad, let me get her I make my own luck, I make that pussy talk On call 'til the fall, he can like it or not, nigga, back the fuck up If you ain't with me, motherfucker, you against me If you ain't complimentin' nigga, you offendin' I've been out here last year wasting hella time XO is the only time invested Them Fall shows every year like a birthday And I'ma do it every year in my birthplace And I ain't been this gone since Thursday I never said that I'd be sober in the first place And she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it She gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it Baby girl, you know what I like Baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like Baby girl, you know what I like Baby, you know just what I like, mm I just passed that liquor fell off stage Just sold out the O2 at my own pace I can say that I'm attached to nobody I've been getting paper while these niggas tryna stop me Shout my nigga Doc, that's a mentor Had some bad business, nothing personal But now that word out that we back On some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson And these the motherfuckers that they packaged Their new shit all be soundin' like my past shit Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats Then she go downtown like she owe me XO, XO, XO Mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow This my sound, nigga, fuck your sound Did it from the ground, ask around, bitch When I touch down, I'ma shake shit up Fuck your new man, I'ma break it up He can come back when I go on the road But that pussy mine for the next three months 'Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back Cop ten whips for my niggas when we land Queen Street nigga making money overseas Had a few more debts, I'ma pay it all in cash Shout out XO, shout out to the boy Broke bread on tour, man, it's all love now Shout my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets Bet he popping more bottles than us right now Reason why they stressing, city never sunny When the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo But ain't shit funny, can't nobody stop me All my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow All of them swallow, all of them swallow All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow All of them swallow, all of them swallow All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow All of them swallow, all of them swallow All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow All of, all of, all of them swallow All of them swallow, I make all of them swallow

The rusted chains of prison moons are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change, the tournament's begun The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue for the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys ut shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim's door with insufficient schemes The black queen chants, the funeral march, the cracked brass bells will ring To summon back the fire witch to the court of the crimson king The gardener plants an evergreen whilst trampling on a flower I chase the wind of a prism ship to taste the sweet and sour The pattern juggler lifts his hand, the orchestra begin As slowly turns the grinding wheel in the court of the crimson king On soft gray mornings widows cry, the wise men share a joke I run to grasp divining signs to satisfy the hoax The yellow jester does not play, but gently pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance in the court of the crimson king

With quill and silver knife She carved a poison pen Wrote to her lover's wife "Your husband's seed has fed my flesh" As if a leper's face That tainted letter graced The wife with choke-stone throat Ran to the day with tear-blind eyes Impaled on nails of ice And raked with emerald fire The wife with soul of snow With steady hands, begins to write "I'm still, I need no life To serve on boys and men What's mine was yours is dead I take my leave of mortal flesh"

Dreams are seldom shattered, by a bullet in the dark Rulers come and rulers go, will our kingdom fall apart? Who shall we now turn to, when our leaders lost their heart? Lives are lost but at what cost, will the grand dream fall apart? Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide 300 years still no one knows, the secret remains Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex Brought him back to Sweden, where we put him in a chest Years of war and agony, now the king can finally rest What will be uncovered, from that cold November night Fredrikshald, what happened there, will it ever come to light?' Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide 300 years still no one knows, the secret remains Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex For their honor For their glory For the men who fought and bled A soldier from Sweden remembers the dead Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex

Call her moonchild Dancing in the shallows of a river Lonely moonchild Dreaming in the shadows of the willow Talking to the trees of the cobweb strange Sleeping on the steps of a fountain Waving silver wands to the night birds song Waiting for the sun on the mountain She's a moonchild Gathering the flowers in a garden Lovely moonchild Drifting on the echoes of the hours Sailing on the wind in a milk white gown Dropping circle stones on a sun dial Playing hide and seek with the ghosts of dawn Waiting for a smile from a sun child

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا قَمَرْ، يَا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا، يا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِفِ الْقَمَرْ لُونِ الْوُرُودْ لُونِ الزّهِرْ فُوقِ الْخُدُودْ زَاد الْحَلا جَدايِلْ سُودْ جَدايِلْ سُودْ حِلِي الْكَرَزْ فَوْقْ شْفافِكْ آه يَا قَمَرْ حِلِفِ الْقَمَرْ لُونِ الْوُرُودْ لُونِ الزّهِرْ فُوقِ الْخُدُودْ زَاد الْحَلا جَدايِلْ سُودْ جَدايِلْ سُودْ حِلِي الْكَرَزْ فَوْقْ شْفافِكْ آه يَا قَمَرْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا يَا رُوحِي طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّوا بِينِ الْجُفُونْ طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّوا بِينِ الْجُفُونْ السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّواء بِينِ الْجُفُونْ طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّواء بِينِ الْجُفُونْ السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا قَمَرْ، يَا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ يا، يَا رُوحِي