Luyện nghe bài hát King Of Kings

I up and I don't know where I am
I up and I don't know where I am
I up and I

An from the lost, spite headband, marked dead man
Innermost locked, dangling from a cross
The hotter the heart, the harder, up
Crucified with my chest up, felt by the Father

Wounded rebel in
Getting picked on and whipped by the goons of the
Black man, 5 9, see the dawn when he stares out
wool hair and feet of bronze

Bird stick, a black staff with handle
Backtrack, my kicks, brown sandals
In the breeze of the surgeon by merchants
birth, conceived by a virgin

Do a lot in the lyric due to the true and not
Pure as the white human inside of a spirit
Or the cathedral, that's a quarter illegal
the people all for the forces of evil

Exterior armor, transparent, non
The last grand wizard, slash bomber
Here it is, I'm sent, living in hell
All seeing eye in hand of the pyramids and watching

Out for the death while the knocking
by the devil in a blue dress and chief stockings
Spiritual last, with physical mass
Able to think quick and miracles to pass

The lost of dark days to breathe light in
Christ titan, cough thunder and lightning
Control the thoughts, procure, feed the
Sole mediator of code in the War

In front of the and a storm coming in March
Locked in the physical of the son of the God

I wake up and I don't where I am
I up and I

The true and son of the son, thorough
Tongue swore of war, and slash son of a gun
When the rumors started I departed, I know
Some old shit about me being in a tomb in the garden

Listen here, you lost, I was and died for the cause
And got caught, disappeared from the
First into a lesson and of my return to the earth
In the form of a perfect human

The written jeweler, driven from the of a leader
Slave of the people in the form of a ruler
Satan's put a break in what they intended
The is ended, sway the other way of the sentence

Bells'll go and tell, defendants'll go to
Hot coal on your trail, sinners'll go to
I got a soul for sale, well, start the bidding at a tragic death
Who knows what's finna next?

Cousin of death, predictions that I can promise
Gave it to Nostradamus and now he touching the
The heart caller, birds on my finger
Nerves of a cheetah, with the urge to walk water

searching, bi weekly, all purpose
Talk verses in dashikis and fly
Enter the of things, all love
All thugs get judged by me, the king of the

Don't know I am
I wake up and I know where I am
I wake up and I don't where I am

I wake up and I don't where I am
I wake up and I know where I am
I wake up and I know where I am
I up and I don't know where I am