Let the endless deep devour. Bow to none in the final hour Let the endless deep devour. Bow to none, I bow to none in the final hour
Traducción: A Coroa. Bow To None.
inside Let the endless deep devour. Bow to none in the final hour Let the endless deep devour. Bow to none, I bow to none in the final hour
my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me (K.C.) [J.L.] Check
above it all Or drown in all shit) Priest, Proverbs, hahaha Ya'll cats think I was just gonna come off, and I don't get none Thought ya'll wasn't hear
9 at least We gettin' head on the floor, while you grindin' freaks Whole squad get it down like this Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris' Whole squad got they crowns
Like the waters roar Is Your voice, oh Lord There is none before And none beside You are set apart You alone are God Your glory reaches far From sky
be glorified Our lives laid down, Yours magnified And O great God be lifted high There is none like You There is none like You There is none like You
crow then its time to go Cause there's horses that need breakin' and cows that need pennin' I do what it takes to keep them girls grinnin' Every girl crazy about a bow
yours) He get out of line, break his fucking arm You know how it go, word up Ain't playing no games with these niggaz man None at all, man, no more, none
in my veins, I will hate it all away, no, nothing will remain The enemy is me You weak, ineffectual plebe Even Jesus worships me, I bow down to none
crown you, we crown you) Our Redeemer strong to save (We crown you, we crown you) High and holy lifted up There is none more worthy Lord We crown You
it out Jid-a, id-a, wid-I, zid-e, uh huh Ain't none of the clowns fuckin around Ain't none of clowns standing their ground with the crowned prince of
crown for the king The true black mack with a knack to attract a stack Girls attack, I spin dem out like crack I say, "Cupid, draw back your bow Let
what isn't A digit, a digit, then add another digit The bank is like my homie so the safe is what I visit So listen, Chamillionaire is about to snatch the crown
there dwelt none and for this grave mistake How thou art falling morning sun The proud will be abased He would not heel Nor fake a bow Murmur curses
Let's take for instance The phisical of his imperial majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I the first King of Kings He who sitteth and reigneth All nations bow when he was crowned
unaware that the baby was born none seemed to care on that first Christmas morn. only shepherds came running from hills far away to see the king of all kings to bow
