The King
Graduated from pastor’s college in ‘08 the culmination of my life on that June date. I’m looking CJ in his eyes I can see the pride he knows what took and both teary eyed guess I made it huh and hugged the man. Now, a young pastors taking office called to serve alongside the homey John Loftness. and the homey Mike Dickson he be from around the way and we do it non-stop out at Solid Rock hey! We just trying to be faithful to preach the gospel of Jesus make some new believers. Into true believers, the world is trying desperately to cripple our efforts like the Spirit’s parapalegic. So it’s war like code 4 at Fort Detrick, sword’s drawn red dawn hearts and heads gone. Lines drawn and I’m confident in that, when Christ said I’m gone he also said I’ll be back. When he does it’s a wrap no presents or artform, that describes the music that we are doing. Yeah then it’s curtains like velvet man I’m trying to get up in your head like a helmet. Man I’m trying to bug till you see u need repellent, I’m going rogue on ‘em no Sarah Palin. I’m on the road to no sin and going home from a world where everybody’s the man I am playing zone.
Hook
There’s nothing in my hands I bring,
If anybody asks I am here with the king.
Doesn’t matter if I rap or sing,
it’d be the same response I am here with the king
V2
I’m from the culture where the vutlures are swooping in, and I don’t like those birds so I am shooing them. You don’t like those words I can explain them, the vultures are my flesh, the swooping is my sin. I’m trying to kill em all Duke Nukem shooting them, it’s not a game but my flesh’s bleachers root for sin. I think they paid the refs cuz the ref’s is cheating but my all star showed up and they ain’t beating Him. It’s two of us but my whole team’s complete in Him, I’m sorry for the metaphors let me repeat again. And I repepat there was a time I was replete with sin, I wasn’t curious for God there was no peeking in. I was in deep like 6 feet at 5’10, you do the math and see them numbers ain’t matching. Fishers of men man I hope that you are catching, them, using the right bait Christ’s grace.8 I’m trying to get to Heaven like this is a nice place, to see Christ face to then be like that’s my place? Wow, different song but the same emotion, my aim is at blameless where the claim is devotion. To the one who made the land star sky and ocean, my growth has crazy movement I call it locomotion. Make a joyful noise call it godly commotion, cuz we with the Son the only one to put our hope in.
