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king joel - planning for my funeral كلمات الأغنية

intro:

my eyes wide open, my ears wide shut
i’m planning for my funeral, i can’t but not
these n-gg-s want me dead yeah i cannot lie
they hoping for a miracle, i got nine lives

there’s voices in my head telling me i’m god
these ego’s of disseminants are saying i’m not
it’s angels on my shoulders, i got demons in my heart
await my resurrection when you take my life

one shot to the temple
two bodies h-t the floor
now here comes the ripper he’s got my soul on lock
i’m headed down to h-ll its only down the block
but baby ill be back, just leave the door unlocked

yeah
i’m planning for my funeral
don’t pray for me
i’m planning for my funeral
don’t cry for me

infinite verse:

down & back like the f-cking mack
i went to h-ll & now i’m f-cking back
i know you wish that i ain’t make it back
but even god couldn’t tell me that

burned my wings & i grew em back
long flight, now i’m jet lagged
i’m lord of the rings ain’t no f-cking frodo
bouncing back like a f-cking yoyo

i froze up h-ll & now i’m back on earth
he crowned me king, yeah my throne is earth
i made a wish & then i rolled the dice, d-mn i changed the tide i’m in paradise

when i’m heading out now it’s h-lla lights
walk the path, n-gg- i’m the light
illuminate me n-gg- i’m a vice
i’m like christ n-gg-, but i’m coming thrice

disturb my throne & imma reign longer
get me k!lled & imma come harder
i prayed to gods at a false altar
got a few buddhists down in sri lanka

peep the show & watch the king conquer
i’m changing fate like the air bender
dropping bodies like i’m dracula
if you worship me, i’ll feed your soul hunger

sixty temples to my lost brothers
6 disciples for my god mother
my 6 b-tches look like medusas & i look at em to get my d-ck harder

pray for my soul there’s no saving me
weight on my shoulders i’m hercules
the truth you known is all make believe
& all you’ve grown to learn ain’t even what it seems

all my k!llers yeah i’m coming for em
i talk to myself every now & then
“feed the world some benevolence
king just rid this earth of its pestilence”

all this sh-t yeah i can make it end
just so you know i’m at my wits end
f-ck with god & your sh-t is dead
i’ll leave the body dead & just take the head

bible verses on my son’s mother
cryptic scriptures in my baby’s manger
660 that’s the final judgement
i’ve got 6 disciples, half my holy father’s

there’s forces in the air i call em winded spirits
modern day scienctists named it quantum physics
before i been to h-ll, i paid the heavens plenty visits
but i couldn’t last cos i’m used to earth’s feces

my addictions always stemming from my dead ambitions
my afflictions never came forth from bad decisions
my benediction always came down with cruel intentions
i’m just living kinda hopeless in this life’s delusions

horns on my head like a capricorn
my haters looking at me like decepticons
disrespect me imma blow the horn
they don’t want this son put your crown on

- king joel

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