King of Kings

Lemme school you..<br><br>[Chorus: sung] - in background<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I..<br><br>[talking over chorus]<br>Yo, to all my hungry disciples<br>Listen (let`s talk) sit still, sit still.<br>Sit still (blackout) listen, the hungriest.<br>Kings, kings, kings, sit still (the hungriest)<br>Listen, lemme school you for a minute.<br>Blackout, blackout (blackout)..<br><br>[Verse One: Royce]<br>An angel from the lost, spite headband, marked dead man<br>Innermost thoughts locked, dangling from a cross (what)<br>The hotter the heart, the harder - wrapped up<br>Crucified with my chest up, felt forsaken by the Father<br>Wounded rebel (oooh) in Jerusalem<br>Gettin picked on, and whipped by the goons of the Devil<br>Black man, 5 foot 9, see the dawn when he stares out<br>With wool hair and feet of bronze<br>Birdstick, a black staff with brown handle<br>Backtrack; my first kicks, brown sandals<br>In the breeze of the surgeon, surrounded by merchants<br>I`mmaculate birth, conceived by a virgin<br>Do a lot in the lyric, due to the true and not living<br>Pure as the white driven human inside of a spirit<br>Or the Cathedral, that`s only a quarter illegal<br>Slaughter the people, all for the forces of evil<br>Exterior armor, transparent, non-vivid<br>The last grand wizard slash serial bomber<br>Here it is; I`m Heaven sent, livin in Hell<br>All-seeing eye, in hand of the pyramids and keep watchin<br>Out for the death while the beats knockin<br>Plot by the Devil in a blue dress and chief stockings<br>Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass<br>Able to think quick and bring miracles to pass<br>The lost wonder of dark days to breathe light in<br>Christ titan, cough thunder and sneeze lightning<br>Control the thoughts, procore, feed the gators<br>Sole mediator of code in the Holy War, in front of the mobs<br>And a storm comin in March<br>Locked in the physical form of the son of the God<br><br>[Chorus: sung] w/ adlibs<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I..<br><br>[Verse Two: Royce]<br>The true and living son of the son, thorough<br>Tongue swore of war, speak and slash son of a gun<br>When the rumors started I departed - I don`t know<br>some old shit about me being placed in a tomb in the Garden<br>Listen here you lost, I was tortured and died for the cause<br>And got caught, disappeared from the cross<br>First into a lesson and learned of my return to the Earth<br>in the form of a perfect human specimen<br>The written jeweler, driven from the face of a leader<br>Slave of the people, in the form of a hidden ruler<br>Satan`s descendents, put a break in what they intended<br>The hatred is ended - sway the other way of the sentence<br>Bells`ll go and tell, defendants`ll go to jail<br>Hot coal on ya trail, sinners`ll go to Hell<br>I got a soul for sale, well;<br>Let`s start the bidding at a tragic death<br>Who knows what`s finna happen next?<br>Cousin of death, with predictions that I can promise<br>Gave it to Nostradamus and now he touchin the rest<br>The heart caller, balancing birds on my finger<br>Nerves of a cheetah, birthed with the urge to walk water<br>Foul searchin, bi-weekly, all-purpose<br>Talk verses in dashikis and fly turbans<br>Enter the scheme of things, all love<br>All thugs get judged by me, the king of the kings..<br><br>[Chorus: sung] w/ adlibs<br>...don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..<br>I wake up... and I don`t know where I am..