12.12.2013
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[Hook 1: Frzy]
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up high
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up
[Verse 1: Frzy]
Welcome to history
Some call it a mystery
If you gone judge
Come to order
Delivery
They told me to break a leg
Heres the injury
U remember me
Want the fall of the king
But the floor not slippery
My company just had a break up with misery
So When in Rome
I'm Cesar with the victory
Check the chemistry
It's periodic
Kinda melodic
The fuck I give is erotic
Now that's ironic
Cause the flow is platonic
Ya bars will never touch me
Let me explain the logic
This the type of track you roll up some chronic
Tell them niggas to turn up the sonic
I hate being crossed
Like I'm demonic
Tell them niggas I'm way to sharp to be Panasonic
[Hook 2: Frzy]
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up high
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up
[Verse 2: Frzy]
To the victor goes the spoils
And to the dead go the soil
I'm in hot water so I need you to feel the boil
Cause I'm drunk with power cause with the crown come the royal
This is king shit
It ain't my fault
When u make it look easy these niggas get difficult
It doesn't matter
If ya pockets getting fatter
Cause When ya wins are lows u see family matters
Pops had a problem with addiction
Moms had a problem with affliction
Me I'm a walking contradiction
Cause I'm guilty of never wanting conviction
Allow me to mention
I still hung around Despite the crucifixion
My prophets create friction
Like Samuel and John
Pulp Fiction
[Hook 3: Frzy]
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up high
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up
[Verse 3: Frzy]
Now I'm on TV
Niggas wanna be me
Can't ya See See
The gospel
No BeBe
Now I'm in the A with my wifey
No NeNe
Shinin like a diamond
Rhymin
No Rih Rih
Can't wait for the day that she meet me
That native tongue ill give young free a tea pea
And if money the modavation
Know I got cake so won't u bring the celebration
Man I'm the king homie ya'll know me
Nigga see me tour
Like akillies on Kobe
I'm pro me
In case u don't know me
You would think that my brother Thor
The way I stay low key
I strip down for this KOD
Let u into my thoughts no ESP
I'm the king of the PIT
And I can show u Big Ben no BBC nigga
If diamonds are a girls best friend
Then let men be men
Until we meet our end
Keep shinin
[Hook 4: Frzy]
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up high
Now put ya hands in the sky
Now put ya hands up
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