King Like Mine - Trip Lee, Alex Medina

I gotta brag on my KING so that we can see him clearer

We only know in part cause we peekin' in a mirror

We see He flipped everything He’s on another tier

That’s why they didn’t recognize the King when He appeared

Most kings got bling they don’t welcome any peers

Then you kiss a ring and they tell you ,"Disappear"

You better listen here, my King flipped that cause He made Himself poor and He

came real near

Most kings rule hard tryin' to instill fear

My King drew close, healed folks, shed tears

Some kings act the fool similar to King Lear

My King did the Father’s will yeah He let Him steer

Most kings roll fly you can catch em in a lear

My King rode in on a donkey yeah that’s weird

Listen to Him no jeer

His words are our peace

My game plan is what I hear — I play it by ear

They ain’t got a King like mine — on the front line on the scene like mine

Flawless — no he ain’t clean like mine

Never has another been seen like mine

They thought He shoulda been ballin' and He flipped that

They thought He shoulda been flossin' and He flipped that

He ain’t do it like we thought cause he flipped that

Hands in the air — wave em till He get back

He’s the King of Glory — Holy moly

Came to earth put a twist in the story

The uncreated Creator — the Only

Left His place on the throne for the lowly

Humiliated while blessing all His haters

Other kings say lets load the gankers

Word

He fixed the syntax

The king’s ransom paid all my sin tax

He wore a crown of thorns, enrobed in flesh

Obedient to God, made his road to death

Most kings kill rebels, but behold we’re blessed

My king died so the rebels' souls could rest

The King’s death didn’t mean I lost no chess

Cause He rose, now glorious His robe is fresh

Ain’t nobody next, no heirs to the throne and there’ll never be a day when he’s

gone

His reign is forever, my King is a treasure, found in a field value can’t be

measured

He’s that pearl of great price there is none better

He paid a great price -His life- not cheddar

We don’t want to leave His kingdom

He won’t let us

His enemies try to pluck us, they can’t get us

They lie to us but the great King wrote letters

Plus our King is goin' to come back to get us — Yeah!