Moral One - Kingdoms Falling lyrics

[Pre-Chorus:] Gold stacks Off slave backs Slave trade Cut King's checks Muscle wars Make King's flex And k** other kings With no regret [Verse1:] And a million little men Make gold plaques Of the kings who k**ed for mo' cash To make artifacts For the poor cla** Build a self made religion With idols cast Every single image With face of man, Man Mother boards Persian sands Herion or amphetamines Don't matter the material When we build our dreams We all Kings in our own schemes Scheming fo' high-rise Flyer things We King our throne 'til we k** our own 'til we dry our bones 'til we dead and gone [Verse 2:] I just met a king had his own castle I just met a king had to close his castle Where the crows gather, it's a closed casket Writing on the wall is a closed caption It's hieroglyphics, a tomb for the king decorated with a treasure that's dying with him Everybody on the surface still trying to figure where to start digging Trying to find what's hidden Got you seeking what you never could measure Them hanging gardens of Nebuchadnezzar The 8th wonder or caped wonders That's falsified or fossilized Taste wonder when you chase wonder It can take you under or you see it all It's a seesaw, or you see Solomon and bow to a God who can seize it all Bridge: Authority's our idolatry We redefine - all we see Sex, power, philosophy Power, money, economy Kingdom's rise From a million thieves Glory hungry - all fiends Fame, Worth, Monopoly Praise, worship, The Art of Me Chorus: Kingdoms' Calling Kingdoms' Calling Kingdoms' Calling Kingdoms' Falling