Chosen

🎵 Title: “Chosen”

Genre: Street Gospel Rap / West Coast Hip-Hop

By: King David (L.A. Edition)

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Yeah…

Shepherd boy from the back streets, now I’m royalty.

You can run the block — I was made to run kingdoms.

Don’t confuse humble with weak.

It’s King David from the Southside.

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I was posted with the sheep, now I’m walkin’ with kings,

Didn’t look like much, but I was built for things.

Oil drippin’ on my dome, God chose me raw,

Little homie with a sling, still dropped a jaw.

They laughed, said, “He ain’t got no stripes, no weight,”

’Til I ran up on a giant and rearranged fate.

Goliath hit the dirt, crowd silent, stunned,

One stone from the sling — that’s all it took, son.

Wasn’t raised in the palace, I came from the field,

But I prayed with fire, and I kill with skill.

They crowned me too late — I was king on the low,

I was writin’ psalms while they was watchin’ the show.

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🎤 I’m chosen — marked from birth,

Came from the dirt but I own this earth.

🎤 I’m chosen — giants fall when I step,

Anointed in the pain, I don’t run from death.

🎤 I’m chosen — yeah, I sin, but I rise,

Heart for the Lord, got that fire in my eyes.

🎤 I’m chosen — can’t block what’s divine,

You see a thug, but God see a sign.

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Saul tried to kill me, I ain’t even trip,

I coulda took his life — I let the blade slip.

I showed mercy, even when I had a shot,

‘Cause real kings don’t need to prove what they got.

I danced in the streets, they called me a fool,

But I praise my God — I don’t play by their rules.

I wrote these bars with a harp in hand,

Blood on my boots, but I still understand.

Tempted by lust, yeah, I fell in the night,

But I owned that sin, came back to the light.

A king ain’t perfect, but he stand up straight,

Repent like a man and accept his fate.

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🎤 I’m chosen — marked from birth,

Came from the dirt but I own this earth.

🎤 I’m chosen — giants fall when I step,

Anointed in the pain, I don’t run from death.

🎤 I’m chosen — yeah, I sin, but I rise,

Heart for the Lord, got that fire in my eyes.

🎤 I’m chosen — can’t block what’s divine,

You see a thug, but God see a sign.

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Don’t talk to me ‘bout crowns unless you wore scars.

Don’t quote scripture unless you lived them bars.

I was built for war and made for grace —

Street king with heaven on his face.

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They said, “He too small, he too young, he too street,”

But I fed lions in the dark — I don’t accept defeat.

From the alleys of L.A. to the throne I claim,

I’m King David — servant of the Most High Name.