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mista & mrs. taylor - all hail كلمات الأغنية

woe, woe, woe, woe
woe, woe, woe, woe

move back give him some room
he got the boom bap!
down low to the ground watch him get down
clear the the stones from the road when he come
to your town, he ain’t the one to run up on to try to
give him a pound!

the shock and awe of the raw majesty that you see
got every eye wide open when he comes to defeat
every army in megiddo where carnage is waist deep
don’t sleep he’s like a thief in the night sn_tching his
sheep!
from the train of his robe to the tip of his crown
even if you don’t believe you still gotta bow down!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

watch him smash all ya idols like they been in a crash
his throne room is filled with smoke from artillery flash!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

from the roof_tops we yell it!

religious folk get jealous, churches filled with zealots who’s
mission ain’t submission!

christian don’t mean christian the seekers ears are itching!
holy spirit is speaking but pastors ain’t paying attention!

y’all think its bout a building?

seats ain’t getting filled in, he spoke to us through covid
while hearts and souls were shut in! churches were closed
museums believers were trying to get in, he locked us out the
building forced us in the streets he be in!

war, pestilence, drugs, love waxing cold, jesus now a
punchline for everything that’s wrong!
don’t mistake his patience for acceptance! he ain’t
ya homie better treat him with some reverence!

from the train of his robe to the tip of his crown
even if you don’t believe you still gotta bow down!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

watch him smash all ya idols like they been in a crash
his throne room is filled with smoke from artillery flash!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

let’s get it!

where there ain’t no revelation people cast off restraint!
why y’all always trying to make him into something he ain’t?

watch jesus split the defense he the champion, huh he
got that muscle in the paint pump faking’em huh!

what y’all think this is a joke? what y’all think this is a hoax?
you can’t disrespect the host turn around and try to boast

consequences to the game cause when you don’t see ya name
written in the book of life its a left swipe!
we dem broken arrows been restored for arrow flight!
so much tension on the bow we fly past satellites!

when we descend back down to earth we got that holy fire!
its the friction in his love that pushes worship higher!

from the train of his robe to the tip of his crown
even if you don’t believe you still gotta bow down!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

watch him smash all ya idols like they been in a crash
his throne room is filled with smoke from artillery flash!

all hail (x4) king jesus (x4)

all hail (x8) king jesus (x8)

- mista mrs taylor

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