Kingdom
The Method
Dapz
Tus
I be living my life whilst trying to find the time to write these songs
And at the same time, I'm trying to write off all my wrongs
Before decisions, I be thinking is it right or is it wrong
I'm still learning whether if I get it right or if I'm wrong
And my mums told me Dapz you know that life is in the tongue
So, spit it from the spirit then the mass will sing along
You can't know where you are going if you don't know where you belong,
But anywhere you go just know that you're the King and you're the Kong
Now, looking at the man in the mirror my only enemy
Can't call my Niger my Niger that's what they telling me
Some say it's black against white that's what they're selling me
But I know it's me against life they call that energy
And I've come a long way from the felony
Now I just put my heart on the track and that's my legacy
I told my Niger you ain't got to envy me
Cos anything I've got you can have fuck the jealousy
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
They rate the colour of my skin
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised in the 90's
I'm a Gemini, not Pisces
I remember those days and those nights
When we had to go through the days with no light
But everything is ok, It's alright
Coz I'm still here, count the days I'm alive
I use to move craze, now I think wise
Never hesitate
To think about life
Always thank God for my parents always tried
Coz they worked hard through the nights and they were tired
Always worked hard never got fired
UK living, African attire
Grinders
That any workman would hire
And shit sounds different when there's no choir
Would life be different, if there was no sire
I can't wait to the days I retire
Until then ima aim higher
And no I don't act, I ain't Mike Myers
African boy, UK desire
Ghana descent
But the UK they admire (Why?)
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
They rate the colour of my skin
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
Dapz
Tus
I be living my life whilst trying to find the time to write these songs
And at the same time, I'm trying to write off all my wrongs
Before decisions, I be thinking is it right or is it wrong
I'm still learning whether if I get it right or if I'm wrong
And my mums told me Dapz you know that life is in the tongue
So, spit it from the spirit then the mass will sing along
You can't know where you are going if you don't know where you belong,
But anywhere you go just know that you're the King and you're the Kong
Now, looking at the man in the mirror my only enemy
Can't call my Niger my Niger that's what they telling me
Some say it's black against white that's what they're selling me
But I know it's me against life they call that energy
And I've come a long way from the felony
Now I just put my heart on the track and that's my legacy
I told my Niger you ain't got to envy me
Cos anything I've got you can have fuck the jealousy
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
They rate the colour of my skin
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised in the 90's
I'm a Gemini, not Pisces
I remember those days and those nights
When we had to go through the days with no light
But everything is ok, It's alright
Coz I'm still here, count the days I'm alive
I use to move craze, now I think wise
Never hesitate
To think about life
Always thank God for my parents always tried
Coz they worked hard through the nights and they were tired
Always worked hard never got fired
UK living, African attire
Grinders
That any workman would hire
And shit sounds different when there's no choir
Would life be different, if there was no sire
I can't wait to the days I retire
Until then ima aim higher
And no I don't act, I ain't Mike Myers
African boy, UK desire
Ghana descent
But the UK they admire (Why?)
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
They rate the colour of my skin
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
I was raised as a King
African boy Inna England
When I go home, Imma link them
Build my Kingdom
Credits
Writer(s): Gerd Attah
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