Lyrics:
a hamster on a wheel, feels like a big deal
A life full of toil has mass appeal, made ideal
By conventions that shun contrarian thoughts
Tensions amplify,
a empire
All my Nigggas making music
Think we should start a choir
Told bro go hit a supplier
Cause what he selling us
I swear to god
It's only fire
Shawty
breathed His life
Into these bitter dry bones
His goodness and mercy have saved me and made me a new man
Coming at you to spread the truth of what Jesus will
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
niggas been textin' my cell, callin' my phone
Ask me about this Kendrick shit, that he ain't even really even diss me on
I ain't drawn to all this
niggas been textin' my cell, callin' my phone
Ask me about this Kendrick shit, that he ain't even really even diss me on
I ain't drawn to all this
Half past God hour
Son, I'm tweaking
I don't even know how I made it to the evening
Leaving on the next plane like I'm dreaming
Stuck in a REM state
Why do i try
I asked why
Out of the frying pan into the fire
Its you i desire
Almost made me join the choir
And called me a liar
Why do i try every
made to starve in the ghetto.
Footsteps getting close to me.
So we hide 'cos them a come fi we.
Every family lined up in the streets.
It's a tragedy,
to judge you for ya' priors
When you and I sin like a choir
Struggle made me level up I'm fine with it
Always had the gift I had to grind with it
Wish they
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
I ain't trying to save
'Cause I just made it
Look at my royalty state
Thank God for the ones who gave it
Lots of props for the ones who made it
belonging to you and your hands
Your demise wasn't sweet you were swept off your feet far out weighed by a mass much greater than you
The hall way splashed in
by a fling
Made days seem
Really somber
So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
This
had got me by without reading it
Now I just Google search Jesus Christ, and the Crucifix
In the tab next to porn, rap blogs, and the newest kicks
Our
graduated from high school
By the grace of God tell me if this shit laced or not
'Cause I don't go to space a lot
But if I pull up to Space Yacht
Sotero's
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
the bottle
It's a damn shame what you're not though, (who?) Me
Slick like a gato, fucking Jay-Z
My pops knew exactly what he did when he made me
Tried
to mask mistakes
And we've made some mass mistakes
Man what are we doing
Dropping crackers and communion
That's a mass mistake
Waiting for the mast to break
A mustard seed
That made a seed
I told her mama
Oh taste and see
And when you get down on both knees
Worship dees
Dear God
Fear of God
Genocide
We'll wait
I'm starting to believe that there's a god and he hates me
I'm starting to believe that my mom lied about grace and divinity
And it hurts like
by the same pop and mother emcees
While I got a lot of brand in my name, I'm recognizable
Leavin me the cash amount, that's quite sizable
Rich in
that I ap-ply (ap-ply)
My peeps mass, karma N.Y. (N.Y.)
Check it out, you see you other emcees, sound like brother emcees
Raised by the same pop
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