Lyrics:
the past be the past
Let bygones be bygones
The one that pulls the sword the same tool he dies on
The pastor told me in the church
Yeah I heard wise words
How's this for a slogan? More Honest Rappers Please
Cause false humility is more manufactured than some product by the Japanese
Yeah, I just attacked
they here me sayin' yeah
The Pastor baby
I'm hard as a rock
They claimin' they done kicked Troy ass - boy stop
As long as they make my 10 bags you got
using the universe to disperse
You to my newest verse
Taking it as a advantage boy
Your vantage point
Is Manson poised
Piggyback like Pastor Troy
I'm not
pieces for 100 for 100
Gun shots blasting niggas running
Niggas running
Niggas coming through in box Chevys
Box Chevys I ain't pastor Troy
But we ready we
one two, testing
(Senorita, Senorita)
(Senorita, Senorita)
Yeah, Oi Who's that? (It's that Don)
Who Troy Banxz? (You're not wrong)
Hey how are you?
like a rerun (boom, boom)
Me and T-Roy was schemin' (uh-huh)
I'm tryna put my whole team on, yeah
Let me tell you the truth (look)
Most of these
the club getting busted in whigs
Memphis, Tennessee we throwing niggas off a bridge
[Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
And then hear I come right around the fucking
Ready? A'ight
Look here Niggas, been a long time comin'
No more talk, fuck this intro shit
Start the music
This right here, yeah
Where
nigga! (Throw it up)
Throw it up! (Throw it up, huh)
Ay, ay, yo! Give me a "P", a "T"
It's Pastor Troy mothafucka', that's me!
It's BME! Drama Squad!
Raw backwards on all you rappers
What's happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the masses
My movement massive
I'm
the new regiment to start man
T. I., tell 'em!
Killa Mike, Pastor Troy, what?
David Banner, tell 'em
What's up boy, okay
It's time for us to show
[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
y'all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Pastor P*** (Pastor P)
Jesus died at 33 (33)
The iron hit my soul 17 on the new
(Bang)
YBM in the pen rocking state blues
[Pastor Troy talking}
Pastor, disaster
I'm just laying down my bass shit
You know my bass my bass one
Y'all God damn (well UN-huh nigga)
Crank that
Pastor Troy motherfucker
Smiley B we going ham
Say you want war
We war ready
This shit gets messy
Ain't talking spaghetti
Street Smart nigga come
a pastor like a pastor
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She said nigger hit it fast
I can not sleep I got to get cash
Just for the bag I got to get attached
Just for the bag
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
change, change, change
(repeat)
You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys
Everyone flossin' up in the toys
Candy coated chevy comin with
[Pastor Troy]
Verse 1:
Introduction to a lunatic (come on)?huh, y'all playing (come on)
Got AK's for tha stupid shit (come on)?huh,
And that's all
Nigga don't fuck with me I'm having a bad day
[Verse 3: Pastor Troy]
I pump slugs
Pow, pow, pow, pow, plow
Yeah bitch, shit what the fuck you saying now
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
and the pastor want my money
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
I forever making money, I’m from
bashfull but this
Bastard's flow will bash a skull
And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Troy
And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro
And I won't,
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