| I gotta brag on my KING so that we can see him clearer
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| We only know in part cause we peekin' in a mirror
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| We see He flipped everything He’s on another tier
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| That’s why they didn’t recognize the King when He appeared
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| Most kings got bling they don’t welcome any peers
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| Then you kiss a ring and they tell you ,"Disappear"
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| You better listen here, my King flipped that cause He made Himself poor and He
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| came real near
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| Most kings rule hard tryin' to instill fear
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| My King drew close, healed folks, shed tears
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| Some kings act the fool similar to King Lear
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| My King did the Father’s will yeah He let Him steer
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| Most kings roll fly you can catch em in a lear
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| My King rode in on a donkey yeah that’s weird
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| Listen to Him no jeer
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| His words are our peace
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| My game plan is what I hear — I play it by ear
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| They ain’t got a King like mine — on the front line on the scene like mine
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| Flawless — no he ain’t clean like mine
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| Never has another been seen like mine
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| They thought He shoulda been ballin' and He flipped that
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| They thought He shoulda been flossin' and He flipped that
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| He ain’t do it like we thought cause he flipped that
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| Hands in the air — wave em till He get back
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| He’s the King of Glory — Holy moly
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| Came to earth put a twist in the story
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| The uncreated Creator — the Only
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| Left His place on the throne for the lowly
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| Humiliated while blessing all His haters
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| Other kings say lets load the gankers
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| Word
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| He fixed the syntax
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| The king’s ransom paid all my sin tax
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| He wore a crown of thorns, enrobed in flesh
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| Obedient to God, made his road to death
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| Most kings kill rebels, but behold we’re blessed
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| My king died so the rebels' souls could rest
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| The King’s death didn’t mean I lost no chess
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| Cause He rose, now glorious His robe is fresh
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| Ain’t nobody next, no heirs to the throne and there’ll never be a day when he’s
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| gone
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| His reign is forever, my King is a treasure, found in a field value can’t be
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| measured
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| He’s that pearl of great price there is none better
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| He paid a great price -His life- not cheddar
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| We don’t want to leave His kingdom
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| He won’t let us
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| His enemies try to pluck us, they can’t get us
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| They lie to us but the great King wrote letters
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| Plus our King is goin' to come back to get us — Yeah! |