sun king, baby, yeah yeah With you, I'll share my throne Sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, yeah I'm a sun king, baby Sun king Sun king, baby
sweet like moon-dew’s tears. Deep within the glacial ice-veiled temple, Ancient enchantments Summon the shades of the dreaming serpent kings... And the
heading for the Jaguar Temple in Tikal on the central American continent." Shine down on me, Sun of the Underworld Set me free, chase away the night Proud Jaguar, king
by the moon’s sweet spells, ’gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding) winter blackly etched. The topaz throne of kings is crack’d, eon’veiled, enrob’
never wait around for kick downs, get my own shit, blowe Shot heard around the world Uplift, bench press, arm curl, keep the structure of the temple
All creatures of our God and King Lift up your voice and with us sing Alleluia, Alleluia Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice Ye lights of evening, find
sweet like moon-dew's tears. Deep within the glacial ice-veiled temple, Ancient enchantments Summon the shades of the dreaming serpent kings... And
dust storm blows And lush black swamps where mandrake grows We're marching laughing to the drum Waiting for those kings to come And kings will come
throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says it's going down tonight We finally made it to the drop spot King and Weston
fail but a lot of men will I'm iconic in the field like Solomon's seal Uh, it's just an intro Allow my flow time to sink into the temple Free mason,
Last night I lay asleeping there came a dream so fair I stood in old Jerusalem, beside the temple there I heard the children singing and ever as they
Shirley Temple on ice, she makes it just right That extra grenadine got me feelin' so nice Her body's so tight, up under that light I see her so clearly
Akon: Shirley temple on ice, She makes it just right, That extra grenadine got me feelin' so nice Her body's so tight,up under that light, I see her so
Check it We can go toe to toe with the blows to the temple (NOT) Not the Temple of Doom so make room for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?)
for all that life brings The poor man has it all but not content with anything While the rich man's hands are empty but he's sitting like a king Fire
God for all that life brings The poor man has it all But not content with anything While the rich man's heads are empty But he's sitting like a king
all that life brings The poor man has it all But not content with anything While the rich man's hads are empty But he's sitting like a king {Bridge
body bag I took prodigy protraction, never the flow with action Shot words like george jackson, spit rings like danny saturn Uncanny pattern is irregular, king