HITH

Heavy the head that bears the crown
I play 2pac keep ya head up, whenever I'm feeling down
Papa was a rolling stone, he rarely really around
Mama was a lonely soul, looking for a love it wasn't found
The making of a greater man
Little did I know God had a greater plan
He delivered me to my grandmother Barbara, who stayed next to Ann
She put my ass in church, met Maine and D and we made a band
True Talent, put ya jaw in a sandwich
Eat ya motherfucking face if you say me and my dawg ain't do damage
Pardon my grammar
Mr. Hardly Ever

Whispers round the city my words pillows to my peers
Had to up the level touch the pedal switch the gears
SKRT
I'm outta here, kill my pride and conquered fear
Saw the top off in my sights, no fear of heights I'll proudly steer
The Loudest cheers were welcoming
All hail the King, I'm seldom seen
Pockets full of Selsun Blue, I tell the truth they'll jail my dream
HARDLY



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Henley
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