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I wanna know your ways
By: Fred Hammond

(Verse 1)
Here I stand before you
Your glory is here
And it fills this place
And I am willing to
Do what I
Or just let it slip
Yo

Remote is ready, eyes wide palms are sweaty
there's Flintstones on the TV all ready, Wilma and Beatty
No virgin, I'm channel
at
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When ya boi got a tech
Where the fuck is Africa-Bamabata at
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
energy
To catch my breath again

I channel the pain through this
The paper, the pen, your eyes
To stare into what's next
It frightens me
No control,
to die, by the pizza guy
No he's not too fly to skeet in a skezzers eye
And squeeze her thigh
Maybe give her curves a feel
And the same way she feel it
hands
To make the reconcile
don't make the one
Worship the king

We were made for this hour
We're getting stronger
By his power
Praise and worship
of Atlanta's throne
(I'm tha King)
If ain't want no trouble leave, shit, shoulda left the man alone
It's been seen, shown and evident Atlanta's known
Tha King
'Cause I know where that big ole flathead's a hiddin'.
I'm a gonna take him home with me tonight

I am the king of Looseyhatchie
My home is on the river
need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
You muthafuckas programmed by the programmers
That's why you gettin' locked up by
of
We thought this was low
It's bad getting worse so

Where did all the good people go,
I've been changing channels
I don't see them
On the TV shows
Karrington, ice rock gritty
Carly doh on flowin tea flashers, Acapolco how my sign seen
Second to catch it
First I feel it when I peel it
In the hall wit my
ain't on ya tube dude, you must got ya channel wrong

[Chorus]
I'm the king of the south, there's is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire, ya
of
We thought this was low
It's bad getting worse so

Where did all the good people go,
I've been changing channels
I don't see them
On the TV shows
of
We thought this was low
It's bad getting worse so

Where did all the good people go,
I've been changing channels
I don't see them
On the TV shows
And cheaper jokes at our expense
So if your king is money
Then I feel sorry for you
And if you think that it's funny
Then maybe you do...
Maybe you do King
He's a king without a castle or crown
And every night he lays his body down
In a different town but one thing stays the same
Everybody knows his name
And thank the Lord I'm good at choosin'
'Cause now that you're here, it seems so clear

When the lights go down and the music plays
I feel like a king
There's no way that you're the person
I imagine you to be

I don't know if it was chance,
Or if this happened by fate.
I don't expect you to feel
What a joy I feel to think about forever
I'm a child of God with blessings from Heaven
By Your side, days always brighter
The Holy one, my Master, my
I remember being richer than a king
The minutes of the day were golden
I recall that when the joint passed round
My body felt a little colder
But
the channel

Plug it in, turn it on, prop me up against the couch
Lights out, I ain't ever gonna have to leave my house
Satellite dish, get up on my wish
, I go crazy, I need it 
When she touches I feel it, right there in her eyes 
I'm the King of Hearts, livin' in a fantasy 
The King of Hearts, when
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky

Spark the izm, my expertism, is
hands
To make the reconcile
don't make the one
Worship the king

We were made for this hour
We're getting stronger
By his power
Praise and worship
I remember being richer than a king
The minutes of the day were golden
I recall that when the joint passed 'round
My body felt a little colder