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live for The King
He'll fight all my battles I'll win everything
When I'm in temptation I know I won't sink
I'm batting a thousand I don't got to swing

Whether being made of tin with no heart 
Or having your thoughts ripped apart like straw 
Or even more a King of the Jungle with no roar
So while you're out

his knees that he's not lying to me
I put it in his hands cause
He's been paid by the blood 
Yeshua 
Hit ya knees 
Yahweh always trust indeed
I will

live in this walk with no stumble
Every human the same 'cause in our heart we ain't humble
It's that pride in our veins that's gon bring all of us under

the blood king
They say the sky is the limit but I reign supreme
Well determined motivated by the struggles I’ve seen
It’s a hard knock life if you know what

Investing all that I have into this vision
Witness the historic rise of a kid from the trenches
Malawi born, but a descendent of Cole and Kendrick
Raised by

on to mad figgas
With mad bitches a sharp dresser
Cool nigga but about to be called out
By the heart testers never known for bustin his chrome
Wasn't soft but

There ain't nobody iller than me
I had enough heart to say I want to be an mc
In my eyes there ain't nobody doper
Then the kid who wrote his story in

and laughin' as I pour my heart out with this pen

Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand
You see, I rep for the king and His kingdom, steady comin
Whether

that this be over
Why you always blowing up my Phone at 3am
When you ain't sober
Trying fuck on me, but you don't Really love the King
Take my shit like

Cuz peace you see isn't just simply achieved
By being silent about the violent measures being taken
It's about finding common ground to confide in if

'Cause she is not a normal shawty
She has views, but get side tracked by this cycle called, "Relapse"
That make her switch directions and double back

and lots of other ism's

Created my own slave ship
But I burnt it down
Now I'm the king of my mind
Not clown of the town

We went from Cutty Sark visits

to the left
Lemme see your chest breast okay you know the rest is I’m the best jet
The box I mark the “X” Yeah the king of flex like I’m gaining weight
Making

trying to live and express my heart
Everybody's not talkin about sex and body parts
I refuse to become another weapon of Babylon
In the back of my mind I

out to Harlem my niggas sittin' at 7.30
We stay winnin', just tell my mama, don't worry for me
No, I did a lot by my lonesome
Shit be hot, I still play

bloods by my side like I'm on life support 
If these dreams ain't clear I'll prolly take anoda puff 
Your world is separate from mine 
We keep fantasizing

hurting I say God I'm hoping
Even though this life be hurting I say God I'm hoping
I'm seeing all this hate - constantly surrounded by it
No one checking up

be forever
Yeah her booty going up and down
She can't f**king play me
Have me looking like a damn clown
Do it for my family
They the ones who gonna

me

I can still remember the day
When You first breathed Your breath in me
I'd said I'd never forget
Then the years went by so fast
Your love was

Hustle every day January to December
Condo in the burbs shit I made it out the trenches
Now I can eat King Crab every day for dinner
Niggas always there

my heart baby girl you a bandit
You get me so high I don’t know where I’m landing
If I am the King you are my greatest Gambit
You outta this world from

Stay out the way
You know?
Yeah
Uh
Believing in turning my dreams, into natural things
Ain't a crown to come tell me I'm king
And I shine without

If we jack and rose in the water baby please release me
Yeah my heart is froze can't get close why shorties never see me
Dirt is on my soul no