Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus Oh sing to our mighty King Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus 'Cause he's mighty and great Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus For
dark icy symphony Cold raging wind, freeze the people's sin Lord of the winter snow Spread your wings on all Lord of the winter snow Spread your wings on all Oh Lord Lord
Just the good old boys, never meaning no harm Beats all you never saw, been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born Straightening the curves
m a pawn, so be gone, speed on and on Kill the King, tear him down Kill the King, go take his crown - down Kill the King He'll rule no more, strike
to this man who is king With arms of steel the guards they stand protect the ruler of this land Riding high the king's banner flies hold the king's
The King is pleased He is pleased with me My Lord and Master Declares he's pleased with me What does he mean? What does he know of me This Lord and
side Funny how the things of this world quickly fall away And everything is equal to me in this final place So how long, Lord how long How long, Lord
got a feelin' that the people are talkin' I heard a rumor that things ain't changin' But Lord knows that we gon' make it I'm the king of all kings,
outta here Seems like the police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King
the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, then the major lift The baffled king
Fancy cars and diamond rings I seen all kinds of shiny things I should be feelin' like a king But Lord I don't Great big towns so full of users Make
angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem Hark! The herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Christ by highest heaven adored Christ, the everlasting Lord
Othello, everything is lost Leo is Iago, Max is double-crossed I'm so dismayed, did I mention I'm betrayed? I used to be the king but now I am the fool
time, lord take care of jew jew and his mom please, take care of little jah please, take care all the kids please, cause through us they live. yeah, lord
it the pimp, the crook, the hustling thing The man, the music that making a king I'm simply building my Ming A million men marchin' like condom [unverified] I'm the King
, you they favorite nigga My top back like J.F.K. They wanna push my top back like J.F.K. So, so I J.F.K. Join forces with the kings and we ate all day
it Cool runnings Cool runnings Spread out, spread out Spread out, spread out It's just a blackman redemption Can you dig it? Wo, yeah Good Lord, good Lord, good Lord
the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya? Well, it goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king