Lyrics of 'King Judah' by Chingy

That’s why we here, we got other things to do
But brothers and sisters, y’all better listen
And your God
That put you in this that put you in this
Is callin’ now, he’s telling you it’s time
And they know it’s time
They know it (know it, know it)

Before I say this verse all praises
To the most high (most high)
Sittin’ on a throne, chingy the king
What I go by (judah)
Jumped off the slave ship to a spaceship
Boy I’m so fly (so fly)
Cut yo’ triangle eye, with my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin’ up
Trynna bake a pie
I’m readin’ ’bout my past deception
Trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about
Bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I’ve gotten sick of that you son of sin, I’m God’s son
Throw up yo’ number ones
And rep that seven with me
New year for new light and new life
Where can’t no hater get me
And tell’em my machine
Gotta do that for the cheese
And keep that swine, beef ‘n shrimp
I don’t want that slow disease
They sayin’ nigga please
What you done got on?
I’m sayin brotha please
Mad cause you ain’t got on
I hope this here hit home
Prolly not cause addictions
Satan in yo environment
And I’ll be right here in my Judah-sdiction

I can’t deny it, I’m a straight rider
You don’t wanna fuck with me (with me)
Got them gentiles bussin at me
But they can’t do nothin’ to a g

Before say this verse all praises
To the most high (most high)
Sittin’ on a throne, chingy the king
What I go by (Judah)
Jumped off the slave ship to a spaceship
Boy I’m so fly (so fly)
Cut yo’ triangle eye
With my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin’ up, trynna bake a pie
I’m readin’ ’bout my past deception
Trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about
Bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I’ve gotten sick of that you son of sin. I’m God’s son
When will we live as one, prolly not ’til the end
Agenda 21 just started, let the show begin
Fix you face up from this hate
There’s fema camps in yo state
They must pray there’s no debate
I president the debate
Wait (wait), hope you got what you wanted
Take yo’ kids out they school systems, why?
Cause their teacher’s haunted
I know I’m gone be wanted, we gotta die for some
Now turn the treble up
And beat low but the speakers bumpin’

I can’t deny it, I’m a straight rider
You don’t wanna fuck with me (with me)
Got them gentals bussin’ at me
But they can’t do nothin’ to a g

Before say this verse all praises
To the most high (most high)
Sittin’ on a throne, chingy the king
What I go by (Judah)
Jumped of the slay ship to a spaceship
Boy I’m so fly (so fly)
Cut yo’ triangle
I whipped my shortminders, know I
You in the kitchen, cookin’ up
Trynna bake a pie
I’m readin’ ’bout my past deception
Trynna cremate a lie
Guess I should talk about
Bottles, girls, the hood and guns
I’ve gotten sick of that
True sonners and them God sons

Going down for all the wickedness
And what it perpetrated on the earth
And you are living in that time
We’re living in that generation
Okay, right now you got the un armies
Guarding all the borders, right now
The only job you can get right now, is a military job
There are preparing m*ss slaughters
Over half a million coffins is waiting in
In half a million waiting in georgia
Over 2 million coffins is waiting between
Between arizona, mexico and canada, okay
All your storing facilities, they’ve erected
They’re ready for a mass murder

Therefore should all hands be faint
And every mans heart shall melt
Whoever is not connected to the most high
When this go down, you’re not gonna make it, okay
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But before the most high destroy anything
He sends teachers, to warn the people
And no one listens
No one prophesied for a hundred and twenty years
People looked past him, spit on him
Talked, told him he was crazy
Until it rained
Same thing is goin’ on now
The most high telling people you better change
You knew sooner or later this place would go down
Based on what is perpetrated on the earth
You gone steal kill, destroy and disease
And believe the man upstairs don’t say
You know what, it’s time for me to pay this place a visit
You don’t build a country, a country off rape
Robbery, robbery and murder
And think God is just gonna
Stand back and let this be