Psalm 45:1
Hook:

I speak of the things made touching the king
I'm dope I'm rocking it forever
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer
My heart is inditing a good matter

Verse 1:

And weariness unfold but no restrictions hitting up her inner vision
Although all she care about is taking a toll
Who they scarred and disregard is ready with the pen to do exploits
Terrible things in the ear now appear the king daughter
Many weapons form but the weapons won't harm her
Go now and tell the world of all that was found
Running down the oil of gladness lighting the brow
Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip
I'm a mount up on them eagle wings, I'm a mount up on them eagle wings
Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip
I'm a mount up on them eagle wings, I'm a mount up on them eagle wings
And fly high
Hook:

I speak of the things made touching the king
I'm dope I'm rocking it forever
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer
My heart is inditing a good matter

Verse 2:

My loneliness is gold or am I in a mental prison truth or fiction
Searching up the paradox flipping the scroll
Life is hard where is God I carry no pretends I travel far
I'm bumping into something ain't no begging or barter
Repeating all my sins that I took to the water
Company a stock ha sitting on a stockpile
Got my knowledge back ha I could never stop
Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip
I'm a mount up on them eagle wings, I'm a mount up on them eagle wings
Hate on, laugh on, shade on, gossip
I'm a mount up on them eagle wings, I'm a mount up on them eagle wings
And fly high

Hook:

I speak of the things made touching the king
I'm dope I'm rocking it forever
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer
My heart is inditing a good matter
Outro:

Hey touching the king, hey my loneliness is gold
Touching the king, hey
My loneliness is gold
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