Luyện nghe bài hát King Of Kings

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

An angel from the lost, spite headband, marked man
Innermost thoughts locked, 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 foot 9, see the dawn he stares out
With wool hair and feet of

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

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

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

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

The lost wonder of days to breathe light in
Christ titan, cough thunder and lightning
the thoughts, procure, feed the gators
Sole mediator of in the Holy War

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Foul searching, bi weekly, all
Talk in dashikis and fly turbans
the scheme of things, all love
All get judged by me, the king of the kings

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