4:05 In Durham Lyrics

Five past four and I'm geeked

I'm in the city not New York but I'm sure that my shit never sleeps

It's the crème de la creme hail the nine nineteen

Thybulle is my home I'm not talking Matisse

Here to eat like Adam and Eve

Eden's obscene if we talking bout oranges and apples with me

Praise to God or Allah yes. whatever brief

Highest power and on top is supreme

So tell me now who is the king

I heard good comes in threes

Call it a kingsome laid up with a couple of freaks

I toss my secrets under the sheets

Before I sleep dream discreet hope the turmoil cease

So tell me now who is the king

Collection add a couple rings

Buss my crown down until beams

And robe made of many faces claim with the mark of the beast

Until they met my blade and they weep

So tell me now who is the king

Both hands in the air as I sing

Even if I had my arm in a sling

Nothing broken but the notes as I hit every one with a stream

Of tears rolling down my face with a gleam

So tell me now who is the king

Don't ask me about a subject or theme

It'd be clear you haven't heard anything

My life is but a page in a lore but the core to a whole trilogy

Listen to me understand how I breathe

And know that I made peace

Know that I made peace