[Verse 1: Omari]
Contrary to popular demand
I ain't never ever try to k** a man
I ain't never ever try to be the man
But If a Rapper want beef, I'm in the kitchen with a pan
Sorry, I mean kitchen with a pen
Rewriting history like first black president
Toss me in, I'm going in like Daniel in the Den
Long as my Angel stay with me, I ain't never scared of them
Long live the idols, may they never become rivals
Long live the man who quotes correctly from the bible
Dagon couldn't contend with Yahweh For the title
All idols will bow to the King, surely archetypal
Say you King with a capital 'K', it better be a typo
Idolatry is not tolerable, These Angels got riffles
How you gone claim King, boy, Is you a psycho?
Bend a knee and pay homage to the God of the Bible
[HOOK]
Everybody wanna claim king
Everybody wanna claim king
Everybody wanna claim king
Well, I just wanna say I know the real King
[Hook]
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
You ain't gone like it when His angels intervene
[Verse 2: Omari]
Bow down, just bow down
Christ the King and He'd beat you hands down
Wake up in the morning, I'm feeling like Tutankhamun
People wanna ask, what do we both have in common?
I dunno, I'm just saying that I feel like a king
Same feeling Akeem Father had visiting queens
Coming to America
Land of Dreams and dream k**ers, hysteria
I'm just tryna blow up and do the same to the radio
I know I've been in motion but It's something like a merry go
I'm tryna find my way and life is something like a yellow road
Top off, convertible, top down, incredible
I ain't tryna sound cheesy but this flow is edible
Light years ahead of you, might shred a thing or two
Praise God for everything, ain't I a miracle?
Mirror, mirror , who deserves the Highest praise?
Braggadocio with his name, Angels worshiping the King
The real one, I ain't talking bout just a bunch of lames
Claiming king, the real Kingdom is not an earthly thing
[HOOK]
Everybody wanna claim king
Everybody wanna claim king
Everybody wanna claim king
Well, I just wanna say I know the real King
[Hook]
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
Bow down, Bow down
Get on your knees
You ain't gone like it when His angels intervene
[Verse 3: Omari]
Bow down, just bow down
Christ the King and He'd beat you hands down
Look at you talking bout how you so popular
-Superman in your Metropolis?
Homie You tripping If you thinking that there ain't no stopping ya
God still controls the whole populace
Why you so blind, Homie? Like you got some cataracts?
You gone be needing Binoculars?
Christ is the King of creation, we nothing but commoners
Shut up and zip it, you talk to much
King of the coast, King of New York
King of the city, King of the World
R.I.P Michael, the Real King of Pop
Titles won't catch you when it's time to drop
Well I'm just saying, they thinking I'm playing
You fly and you just an Unfortunate plane
Crash, Cash, The fortune and fame
Won't go down with you when you go to the grave
Vanity Slave, Hollywood Slave
Don't be deceived, this world is a cage
Jesus is King, Forever he'll reign
Get on your Knees, Believe and be saved