King Season

Believe in God never been a goofy, lame or mog
Spit my first bars when I was locked behind bars

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Pastor P (Pastor P)
Huh (Huh)
Jesus died at 33 (33)

Believe in God never been a goofy, lame or mog
Spit my first bars when I was locked behind bars
Throwback, that's BK
Click clack, that's Lil PJ
Try me in Maywood that curly fro and bald fade
Westside, that's Chi-town, that's Snypaz and do or die (Gone)
Crucial Conflict, Twista, kissed grandma said goodbye (Gone)
Wife and my kids on my back, that's a running back
Beast mode, that's Seahawks
No hee haw, that's straight facts
King soldier long enough
I dun slept on homeless bunks
Ramen noodle for my lunch
Smoked weed, that stunk
Chi-town native where you couldn't be a punk
In my own lane Lebron James about to go and dunk (Bars)
Pastor P** on deck, flexin', bussin' like a new tech (Bars)
Or Rambo no sambo about to cash a check
Blood, sweat and tears, not a wreck, that's a flex
Wanna flex on your ex? Just ignore every text
Filled with passion blastin' cause my mission everlasting (Jesus)
Eternal flames for those who don't have the passion
Of Christ, the Messiah the real chosen one (Jesus)
This whole race has just begun
So I'm running for my son
Hypostatic Union fully God, fully man (Aye)
Strength and pain when every boy choose to become a man
Sun, moon and stars, earth all God's plan
Prayers for the church underground in Japan
I am Prince T'Challa 'bout to take my throne
Crackin' Ubaka like Shaka, it's on
Not a female dog or a ignorant person (Whoa)
Yea, I just said that without no cursin' (Yee)
Pastor got bars, better yet, got verses (Yee)
Did baptisms and preached by the hearses
King season now, prince season is over
Christian drill like a smoker
New season like October



Credits
Writer(s): Percy Edmonds
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