Five past four and I'm geeked
I'm in the city not New York but I'm sure that my shit never sleeps
It's the crème de la creme hail the nine nineteen
Thybulle is my home I'm not talking Matisse
Here to eat like Adam and Eve
Eden's obscene if we talking bout oranges and apples with me
Praise to God or Allah yes. whatever brief
Highest power and on top is supreme
So tell me now who is the king
I heard good comes in threes
Call it a kingsome laid up with a couple of freaks
I toss my secrets under the sheets
Before I sleep dream discreet hope the turmoil cease
So tell me now who is the king
Collection add a couple rings
Buss my crown down until beams
And robe made of many faces claim with the mark of the beast
Until they met my blade and they weep
So tell me now who is the king
Both hands in the air as I sing
Even if I had my arm in a sling
Nothing broken but the notes as I hit every one with a stream
Of tears rolling down my face with a gleam
So tell me now who is the king
Don't ask me about a subject or theme
It'd be clear you haven't heard anything
My life is but a page in a lore but the core to a whole trilogy
Listen to me understand how I breathe
And know that I made peace
Know that I made peace
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Five past four and I'm geeked
I'm in the city not New York but I'm sure that my shit never sleeps
It's the crème de la creme hail the nine nineteen
Thybulle is my home I'm not talking Matisse
Here to eat like Adam and Eve
Eden's obscene if we talking bout oranges and apples with me
Praise to God or Allah yes. whatever brief
Highest power and on top is supreme
So tell me now who is the king
I heard good comes in threes
Call it a kingsome laid up with a couple of freaks
I toss my secrets under the sheets
Before I sleep dream discreet hope the turmoil cease
So tell me now who is the king
Collection add a couple rings
Buss my crown down until beams
And robe made of many faces claim with the mark of the beast
Until they met my blade and they weep
So tell me now who is the king
Both hands in the air as I sing
Even if I had my arm in a sling
Nothing broken but the notes as I hit every one with a stream
Of tears rolling down my face with a gleam
So tell me now who is the king
Don't ask me about a subject or theme
It'd be clear you haven't heard anything
My life is but a page in a lore but the core to a whole trilogy
Listen to me understand how I breathe
And know that I made peace
Know that I made peace
I'm in the city not New York but I'm sure that my shit never sleeps
It's the crème de la creme hail the nine nineteen
Thybulle is my home I'm not talking Matisse
Here to eat like Adam and Eve
Eden's obscene if we talking bout oranges and apples with me
Praise to God or Allah yes. whatever brief
Highest power and on top is supreme
So tell me now who is the king
I heard good comes in threes
Call it a kingsome laid up with a couple of freaks
I toss my secrets under the sheets
Before I sleep dream discreet hope the turmoil cease
So tell me now who is the king
Collection add a couple rings
Buss my crown down until beams
And robe made of many faces claim with the mark of the beast
Until they met my blade and they weep
So tell me now who is the king
Both hands in the air as I sing
Even if I had my arm in a sling
Nothing broken but the notes as I hit every one with a stream
Of tears rolling down my face with a gleam
So tell me now who is the king
Don't ask me about a subject or theme
It'd be clear you haven't heard anything
My life is but a page in a lore but the core to a whole trilogy
Listen to me understand how I breathe
And know that I made peace
Know that I made peace
Writer: Marcus Greene
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid