Lyrics:
and tricking in front of the church
For what it's worth, we never hustle on holy grounds
Cause when none of my homies found
God is truly who holds me down
I owe
Don't you run out that door, i beg, i beg
Don't you run out that door, i beg, i beg
I'm the man forever
Value music over health, so imma never
feeling scared, just play a tune
There's plenty to choose from
In the music room
One by one the old band pops in
Lonely is not an option
And he he will set
It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'
is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me,
I bust and flee
"These niggas must be crazy, what?"
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers
is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me,
I bust and flee
"These niggas must be crazy, what?"
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers
is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me,
I bust and flee
"These niggas must be crazy, what?"
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers
Luke thirteen three
"I tell you no! But unless you repent you too will all perish"
Repent for the kingdom of God is near so hear and believe
of the greed
Home of the slave
The place you got to die to know your worth
Welcome to America
The greatest place on Earth
I know we're trapped in the darkness
I
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
full of flaws by the fraud legislator, got a all white jury I know I'ma see you later
Woke up, Woke up, cop still got me in a choker
Tryna stay alive so
Stormzy done said it blood you getting too big for the booth
However, if you man are sinning together you men are in Cahoots
See the gospel, we're bringing
We been doing this for a long long time now...
This music thing... and touring, y'know...
And still... I ain't met one person that could maintain
One day I used an injector
Drew something from my vessel
Caffeinated glutinous liquid
Blood and espresso
I know how dopamine works when you give up
touched to be
Recognized by the Foundation
But I've come here tonight
To express another dimension
Of gratitude i think I can do it in
Three or four minutes
Back, Ok
Back off the shits got me deep in some shit
I see the world acting like real niggas don't exist
I love Atlanta but this the new home
'll shut up now
Construction signs on the road
Guess I'm gonna take a long way home
Pot-hole hitter with the A.C. blown
Don't make cars like my daddy
That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you
people lack in common sense
I overcame by the blood of the Lamb I set drip
Yahweh healed my mind
Ion even pop scripts nigha
Anything try to knock me off
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
Motherfuckers
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I
wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target
It used to take a nation of millions for niggas not to be
Amerikkka's Most gave America hope
Back when
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
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