Luxury Prison

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What's God like
Well, first of all
God is everything
So He is like everything
He is everything
There's nothing that He's, that He isn't like
Is He like a man
I don't know (champagne problems)
He lives in everything (where's the connection of every rose that's without him)
Everything (I've been a sinning soul for so long)
I've been double dutching my thoughts
Staring at these Venetian walls like asylums
Yea
Uh, uh, uh
Yea, it's my asylum nigga
Uh
Yea
And the greatest story continues
Niggas lying on my name, but the story is sinful
But more than eventful
I'm bulletproof from war that I've been through
The beat'll hit you so hard, it fucking swollen your temple
Yea
Welcome to my asylum of insanity
I'm in a strait jacket in a cell with golden canopies
Marble floors with a rusty brown door
Verses scribbled on the wall, a luxury prison
Trust in the vision, I'm smiling while I'm punching your ribs in
I am a corrupted mind, chasing luxury living
Crush with the rhythm
Most of y'all just lust for attention
They wonder how the f*ck he do this shit, it must be what's in him
Yea
Y'all niggas picked the wrong one, to overlook
Y'all in the scope like I lift a long gun
Shit, I'm on one
So kiss your mom cause it's a long run
One, scribble of the pen that shit'll get y'all all done
Mister pen'll pistol whip ya, nigga, listen this is it
I been spitting since a jit, on a mission with this shit
I'm murderous with the shit
I'll dig burials for this shit
Y'all aint listen this is a rap competition it's its what it is
Most y'all rappers suck, the shit is real trife
Y'all niggas rapping make believe
I'm rapping real life
They don't even love it they just want to feel ice
Think twice cause I'll slice your ass up with a steel knife
It's about time they show me my respect
If a rapper talking foolish, put a noose around his neck
Maybe if y'all stop talking about girls y'all don't got
And guns you don't pop, then a song or two might connect, check
I got more verses than the New Testament
The true specimen
Y'all couldn't rock my shoes or used letterman
Who's better than, I'm too elegant
And too nice on the mic so these niggas will never win, I'm a veteran
Lord save them that's just too many coffins
I would say hide in your homes, but I blew the apartments
Into smithereens I teach these niggas to be a monster
All just to settle discussion of who is the hardest, it's DB
By a landslide, and a victory lap
You talking crazy, my asylum, where you finna be at
It's simply a fact, that I have an artillery pack
Ready to blam on a man if he appear to react
Nigga

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