King Tut – B.o.B – letras

Let’s be honestI wake up in the morning get shit jumpingShe gon’ get that D with my thumb inNo Benihana just top ramenI feel like King TutankhamunUh, pay your homageBobby Ray the shamanNamaste, or something conscious, I promiseSaw this day was comingLike a plague or somethingHundred nations form a summitCongress, no hesitation comingTry to take it from meTerminator style I’m dumpingDumping, clip gon’ kick back like Liu KangOr fucking Johnny CageThem hollows graze your stomachVomit, everyday or somethingSome grenade or somethingSomeone say that someones bombing the gunmanPropagate and conflicts sway the moral compassYou debate on who done done itConverse, I’ma stay a slumIt’s still segregated proms in the state I’m fromAnd they still gon’ bang you up for an ashtray of crumbsIf a cop could pop you, no indictmentIt’s obvious the justice system pretty biasedTake your right away like arthritisThe eye of the all seeing irisLike I’m suffering from ego deathNeed no stress, lean on deck, weed on deckGreen thumb, I’m ImhotepThey depopulate you with chemoThey’ll steal your breath, beast modeThere ain’t no more heroes leftHercules conflicts all black incognitoLike Ne-Yo at Emo Fest, flip like aikidoArm the torpedo, I’m armed and I’m reloadedThree piece tuxedo, I bomb like a G thoughBondage just like a slave or somethingThat can’t awaken from itWe ain’t got a thing in common, you commonMinus the sense, keep your eyes on your rentAnd them commas modern economics consumptionSummon critics in my commentsA conference of conversations and assumptions, it’s constantPill’s too big to ever stomach, you astonishedI never claimed I’m NostradamusThe publics intuition mixed with my opinion’s just more confirmation on the subject, don’t want itPull your card, I’ll pull no punchesA monkey wrench in a dysfunction now