Lyrics:
[Chorus]
We outside!
From sun up till they start letting shots off
Catch me in the crib by the time they get the cops called
Right back at it soon as they
these thoughts and dreams
Control this pen (look over your shoulder)
Boldest lines in rhymes and things
Devote my time and mind it seems
Supposed
writin' on the clipboard
Put you in the coffin, I bought a new fit for it
Bite a nigga apple (baow), MacBook laptop
Droptop, MAC-11, ridin' with
yet
I keeps it profesh, on time, money up front
Me and my niggas are grown men
Top 3 dead or alive, no debate
Me and you in the same league, what?
Nah
at the same time, I don't wanna do him
He violated, broke a major code, bar what you stealin' now
It's over, in the falls of Niagara, he was soakin'
With
Sink it in the rosy skin
Of righteousness!
Die! Die! God in heaven-die! You! Can it be?
How all the demons in hell are sent to torment me! Quick,
inflicted by my exhibits
Yet you'll buy tickets in matter of minutes
And multiple visits and making my digits
I rap like it prohibit you rap like cricket
Did
of faith
This ain't a louie belt I'm rocking it's the one of truth
Covered by the blood when I'm on the block or when I'm in the booth
No 23's on my feet
M&M's
Got them chocolate drop eyes
Every time she walking by me she be dropping my eyes
Down low down low, she drop it low
Yeah she Glowy like my final
melanin
Kiss me all over my brown skin
I got the soul of a black king
It takes control when I'm rapping
Let the bitch unload like a MAC-10
Drrtt! Drrtt!
servants
Jesus has showed that gods here
When he prayed by the mountain side
In the Bible it talks about Jesus
When you take the blood of Christ and the cup
I was preaching a sermon one Sunday and uh
It was about, it was a parable
And it was talking about the uh, the disciples and Jesus
When they were
stomach touch they back, that's all facts
These niggas all cap, if we deep we all strapped (graah)
They talk good in that studio it's all rats (they talk)
time you'll ever touch
Cause when you're drunk girl you're way too much
Makes me sad cause we connect
Good things always get ruined by sex
Now I'm back
to get next to
Guys when it's time to, sex the pootang
Freakin' me all day, freakin' me all night
Making the R. Feel so right
Uh, 'cause that's the way I
Life's moving too fast just need to slow down
It's flying by like when I'm bout throw down
But right now i'm getting psyched out
But I gotta calm
to love people
Especially in times when they need it the most
This is why, why, why, why you're here
For God to use you and to listen to the tears
When
when you enter Heaven's gates
Tell the angels in the choir, "Hey, here I come"
I want to hear every single measure that was sung
Heart of flesh beating
not believe in come what may
Everything we fought for was in vain they say
Even when called upon to throw our lives away
We have been captured by
feels to not have much, yet I stay humble
Sold a few bags, When my stomach started to rumble
Come in between how I eat, better get ready to rumble
Got
at the pool a bit, time to repent again
Mostly men have a gun just put that down on circle purpose
When the poo of the world, got me standin by the circle
listen)
If not us, then who
If not me and you
Right now, it's time for us to do something, yeah
If not now, then when
Will we see an end
To all this
listen)
If not us, then who
If not me and you
Right now, it's time for us to do something, yeah
If not now, then when
Will we see an end
To all this
Nigga it must be nice
Carry-out nigga got killed by his rice
Nigga ain't push up yeah don't believe in the hype
Wock in the Gatorade give me
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