God Bless The Dead
Shaft
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God struck me down, I hit the ground runnin God bless the dead, I hit the town gunnin Watch this young man turn nothin' into somethin Here I am again to clear up all assumptions This one the moments where you just had to be there Fucked my whole life nowadays, I ain't playin' fair I can feel the whole world inside of my hands What's a peasant to a king and what's pride to a man God struck me down, I hit the ground runnin God bless the dead, I hit the town gunnin Watch this young man turn nothin' into somethin Here I am again to clear up all assumptions This one the moments where you just had to be there Fucked my whole life nowadays, I ain't playin' fair I can feel the whole world inside of my hands What's a peasant to a king and what's pride to a man I'm your favorite rapper's dealer I'm fentanyl through the speakers Nas in his prime, come get ethered I'm different, I sacrifice a preacher What's a God to non-believers Knockin' out signature sneakers Your BM come over, I see her She bought the vip, met and greet her I'm like Steph, highly educated in my steps I made my homies champions, all in the same breath They dyin' to say they the best They dyin', they claimin they next I'm gettin' it off of my chest I'm shakin' shots off of my vest I heard your tape, it's not your best Skip the track, like, thank you next I'd rather listen to my ex talk about ways we could connect She question my location, like, chill, baby, it's only sex It's not a ring or my last name, so I don't know why you're so pressed They said I changed, shit, I'm glad you finally noticed My homies watch fake as f*ck, he woke up and his wrist swollen I'm from a neighborhood, you park, ya whip, you wake up, shit's stolen I'm like Michelangelo, I'm feelin' like the last Ronin Cause I see no opponent That wanna go toe-to-toe with this goated overdosed poet These bitches fall for heroics I'm viking, striking, I'm stoic You're fuckin' lost and you're hopeless From the east to the west, they got me back and forth coasting They said, quit actin' perfect I ain't actin', I know it I'm more like the devil wears Prada with a little more shoulders And they call me bipolar, but I'm more like sober I was just a good kid hangin' out with the smokers God struck me down, I hit the ground runnin God bless the dead, I hit the town gunnin Watch this young man turn nothin' into somethin Here I am again to clear up all assumptions This one the moments where you just had to be there Fucked my whole life nowadays, I ain't playin' fair I can feel the whole world inside of my hands What's a peasant to a king and what's pride to a man God struck me down, I hit the ground runnin God bless the dead, I hit the town gunnin Watch this young man turn nothin' into somethin Here I am again to clear up all assumptions This one the moments where you just had to be there Fucked my whole life nowadays, I ain't playin' fair I can feel the whole world inside of my hands What's a peasant to a king and what's pride to a man Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Willie, what the f*ck, dude You put in the wrong side of the tape
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