to rob We can spar, but you gon' drop, drop I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop, pop Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb Will he
in the doom, prepare for Satan So we facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates Or will
both ways trying to live most everyday) (If you don't well that's okay, bound to the one and will not sway) We will walk until my blood runs out (Found again his majesty
Heavens rejoice and the earth will exalt Oh no, come swing back like a catapult The sea and its fullness will roar He is our help and our shield our soul
till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars And I ain't even a father, nigga Call me your majesty, (talk to em) I'm young black and fly When it come
Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings The king will be praised and hell will be raised S-
I know you think it's blasphemy But won't you give up when she ask for me after he passed the beat Since you said I was your Majesty, I had to see And
in a insane asylum God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain If Momma go, how come I can't deny
. so, i ask the lord to guide my sight, keep me, don't leave my forsaken. will i make it through them gate Will i burn off in that lake? when i feel the
, now what is he running from? Come on, William In nighttime wearing stare, I'd rather die here, I'd die here I'd die here with you any day Come on
're the one we are rhe law Falsely they praise Deify his majesty He's blessed annointed's Fulfilling god's will Curse them all No further he's king
, two, three, four, five, six, seven All good children go to heaven Ah Here come the Sun King Here come the Sun King Everybody's laughing Everybody's happy Here come
what you on homie Up late one night early morning and hey, it dawned on me and (Chorus) Verse 2: Love my mutha fuckin life Im so mutha fuckin tight They say "he think he
Messing with my cru Messing with my cru We will kill you We will kill you You don't have a fucking clue (Clue) What we came to do What we came to do
long) (My little sister don't wait) Why you wanna wait so long For His Majesty's love? Open your hearts and let Jah come in And I will know that He will
like Tin Foil they sit upon ya steeple! Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue? Will space probes in the next century discover extra terrestrial analogue? Will