YakiTheKid - Humble King

★ Intro ★
Yeah yeah yeah
'Tis the season, man
Let's end this year off on a high note, huh?
Let's rock
Yeah

★ Hook ★
Let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, look, look
Never totin’ golden chains or diamond rings (Nah)
In fact He came break the chains off the souls of you and me (That's right)
Everybody stand and give praise to the humble King, look (Stand up)

★ Verse 1 ★
Cuz every wintertime we celebrate, but tell me do you meditate
On the fact that Santa ain’t the reason for the season
We too busy giving but it’s ‘bout receiving, look, look
A gift so great that money can’t conceive it, look, look (Facts)
Far away from here, in an era many years ago
This ain’t Star Wars but the star told ‘em where to go
Little town of Bethlehem, angels told the desert men
Look up to the sky, the baby King has came upon the globe
Touchdown, gathered up they gifts and then they blast off
Mortal kings knew He was the One and took they hats off
Shepherds soon became the sheep, flockin’ to they Master
Demons started running on they feet, like a track star
Kings started getting pressed, cuz they knew they time was up
Even tried to give Him death, but instead they dining, huh
Can’t nobody stop the will of God from its fruition (Nah)
Praise be to God that the humble King is living, look

★ Hook ★
Let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, look, look
Never totin’ golden chains or diamond rings (No sir)
In fact He came break the chains off the souls of you and me (That's right)
Everybody stand and give praise to the humble King, look (On your feet)

★ Sample Breakdown ★

★ Verse 2 ★
Let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, who deserves every tongue confession, every bended knee (Uh huh)
Even got down for His disciples, started washing feet
That’s why when I be steppin’ for the Kingdom, boy I keep it clean, look, look (Woo ooh)
Little baby boy full of grace all in His eyes (Yeah)
Olive-skinned Prince for whom the saints are mesmerized
Ain’t a greater One since, and so the truth solidifies (Yeah)
Peep the Heaven-sent gift that even Satan recognize, man
Let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, who pulled up to the city on a donkey instead of golden wings
Even all the sinners in they wickedness, they saw the gleam
He was the Messiah and they knew that He had come to be, look, look
Let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, who stepped down from His throne to come to earth and die for you and me
Stripped Him of His robes, and then they pinned Him to that cursed tree
Cuz the truth had overcome the system, and they watched Him bleed, look, look
Thought that He was dead, but He the risen King, look, look
Demons gettin’ pressed, I know that Satan he was shook, shook
Rolled aside the rock cuz really it was He
Reaper tried to give the 10-count, it only took Him three

★ Hook ★
So let me tell a story ‘bout the humble King, look, look (Uh huh)
Never totin’ golden chains or diamond rings (No sir)
In fact He came break the chains off the souls of you and me (That's right)
Everybody stand and give praise to the humble King, on your knees