King Of Kings Lyrics - Build And Destroy: The Lost Sessions Part 1 (double) - Royce Da 5'9

Lemme school you. 

[Chorus: sung] - in background 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I. 

[talking over chorus] 

Yo, to all my hungry disciples 

Listen (let's talk) sit still, sit still. 

Sit still (blackout) listen, the hungriest. 

Kings, kings, kings, sit still (the hungriest) 

Listen, lemme school you for a minute. 

Blackout, blackout (blackout). 

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[Verse One: Royce] 

An angel from the lost, spite headband, marked dead man 

Innermost thoughts locked, dangling from a cross (what) 

The hotter the heart, the harder - wrapped up 

Crucified with my chest up, felt forsaken by the Father 

Wounded rebel (oooh) in Jerusalem 

Gettin picked on, and whipped by the goons of the Devil 

Black man, 5 foot 9, see the dawn when he stares out 

With wool hair and feet of bronze 

Birdstick, a black staff with brown handle 

Backtrack; my first kicks, brown sandals 

In the breeze of the surgeon, surrounded by merchants 

I'mmaculate birth, conceived by a virgin 

Do a lot in the lyric, due to the true and not living 

Pure as the white driven human inside of a spirit 

Or the Cathedral, that's only a quarter illegal 

Slaughter the people, all for the forces of evil 

Exterior armor, transparent, non-vivid 

The last grand wizard slash serial bomber 

Here it is; I'm Heaven sent, livin in Hell 

All-seeing eye, in hand of the pyramids and keep watchin 

Out for the death while the beats knockin 

Plot by the Devil in a blue dress and chief stockings 

Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass 

Able to think quick and bring miracles to pass 

The lost wonder of dark days to breathe light in 

Christ titan, cough thunder and sneeze lightning 

Control the thoughts, procore, feed the gators 

Sole mediator of code in the Holy War, in front of the mobs 

And a storm comin in March 

Locked in the physical form of the son of the God 

Photos 

[Chorus: sung] w/ adlibs 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I. 

[Verse Two: Royce] 

The true and living son of the son, thorough 

Tongue swore of war, speak and slash son of a gun 

When the rumors started I departed - I don't know 

some old shit about me being placed in a tomb in the Garden 

Listen here you lost, I was tortured and died for the cause 

And got caught, disappeared from the cross 

First into a lesson and learned of my return to the Earth 

in the form of a perfect human specimen 

The written jeweler, driven from the face of a leader 

Slave of the people, in the form of a hidden ruler 

Satan's descendents, put a break in what they intended 

The hatred is ended - sway the other way of the sentence 

Bells'll go and tell, defendants'll go to jail 

Hot coal on ya trail, sinners'll go to Hell 

I got a soul for sale, well; 

Let's start the bidding at a tragic death 

Who knows what's finna happen next? 

Cousin of death, with predictions that I can promise 

Gave it to Nostradamus and now he touchin the rest 

The heart caller, balancing birds on my finger 

Nerves of a cheetah, birthed with the urge to walk water 

Foul searchin, bi-weekly, all-purpose 

Talk verses in dashikis and fly turbans 

Enter the scheme of things, all love 

All thugs get judged by me, the king of the kings. 

[Chorus: sung] w/ adlibs 

...don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am. 

I wake up... and I don't know where I am.