Текст песни: Psalm 45:1 + перевод

I speak of the things made touching the king

I’m dope I’m rocking it forever

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer

My heart is inditing a good matter

And weariness unfold but no restrictions hitting up her inner vision

Although all she care about is taking a toll

Who they scarred and disregard is ready with the pen to do exploits

Terrible things in the ear now appear the king daughter

Many weapons form but the weapons won’t harm her

Go now and tell the world of all that was found

Running down the oil of gladness lighting the brow

Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip

I’m a mount up on them eagle wings, I’m a mount up on them eagle wings

Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip

I’m a mount up on them eagle wings, I’m a mount up on them eagle wings

And fly high

Hook:

I speak of the things made touching the king

I’m dope I’m rocking it forever

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer

My heart is inditing a good matter

My loneliness is gold or am I in a mental prison truth or fiction

Searching up the paradox flipping the scroll

Life is hard where is God I carry no pretends I travel far

I’m bumping into something ain’t no begging or barter

Repeating all my sins that I took to the water

Company a stock ha sitting on a stockpile

Got my knowledge back ha I could never stop

Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip

I’m a mount up on them eagle wings, I’m a mount up on them eagle wings

Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip

I’m a mount up on them eagle wings, I’m a mount up on them eagle wings

And fly high

Hook:

I speak of the things made touching the king

I’m dope I’m rocking it forever

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer

My heart is inditing a good matter

Outro:

Hey touching the king, hey my loneliness is gold

Touching the king, hey

My loneliness is gold

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