Kings

[Sampled Hook: Win Butler of Arcade Fire] In the darkest of days Men become kings and still die of old age While the children become gods At last the whole world begins to play [Verse 1: Buffalo Madonna] My body is adorned with thorns King with a crown of thorns I wash my feet and kiss the ground I'm on I wash my feet kiss the ground I'm on, I'm on Jump niggas cos they thought I was a pawn But knowing I'm a king, I'm about to get on This the sirens for the quiet of the storm Ring that alarm, r-r-ring that alarm Yo, her body was adorned, adorned And I adored her, so much that I had to ignore her Her body I explored it, like an explorer Her first name was Dora, her first name was Dora I opened up the door and saw My queen getting raw, getting raw So like me beating, Resevoir Dog Had to hit it raw, no not raw, dog I was a hog, but I don't eat the pork She was a swine, crippling' my time On the cast of my pearl, yo she wasn't my girl This wasn't reality, this wasn't my world Like Jimi or Kurt before King with a crown I shall be adored Even if I have, always been ignored I was not the norm I will not be ignored [Hook] [Verse 2: Champagne Champagne] Young world, this the story of the kings A nigga couldn't decide should I rap or should I sing And since God blessed me with my wings I'm like a lil' nappy-head Bill Russell with the rings, feel me? Lately globetrotting through a lotta traps Friends become rats, I'm talkin Judas in expensive slacks Fuck 'em, to tell the truth now, I'm over that Sucker'll be suckers, it don't matter that you roll with pack I steady grab my nuts and you can roll with that Pardon my back, and the weight on my shoulders, black History's on my side, these niggas hard in they cars But in the streets they can't look me in the eye Look me in the eye, look me in the eye Champagne Champagne [Verse 3: Macklemore] (Can I get 'em?) Stand like a man, move like a legend Talk but with action, that's how you'll be remembered The greats learned that humility is a weapon Sever ties with the part of you too big to learn a lesson Sit in silence, to fight the mind and try to find the present Cos we only get a couple chances to be epic And I'm connected, like God plugged my headphones Directly into Heaven and told me to go and get 'em with this Mic cord, I am, nothing you can tell me They bark when they talk, but they walk like the legless The purpose of my art is for people to respect me I'm not a king, I'm a servant to the desires that tempt me Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots Be Emir to the people when they're searching for truth Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots Claim the mirror, my people, keep searchin for you [Hook]