The Sermon
WadedaGod
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
I spent hours on the craft making the skills stronger In a sense you can say I been in the field longer A smooth dude I don't need that steal monster but ill still haunt ya king Im the ghost of Killmonger Dangerous if you try to hang with this brain it gets ugly Never claim to be gangsta I made my own lane and they love me Its a shame how these lames be arranged in the game and they lucky I remain in my lane and refrain from the chains of the money, so I Just sit back relax a bit, Im passionate about this rapping shit, Its far from an accident I puff cigars in the back of whips laughing with the baddest chick Sharing my last name getting that magic stick The devil must be shaking, its like Will Smith shooting a zombie movie I am legend in the making The perfect picture my verbal canvas like a Picasso Put me on stage Ill kill Apollo like I was Drago The most intelligent veteran rhyme peddling guy from the Chi better than my brethren Heaven was showing off when they made the god Now everybody knows my name its like Caucasian bars So raise ya glasses and Cheers to the fact that 'm here With an immaculate ear for the track and the snare killing any rapper That's near/crossing me is bad luck like cracking a mirror Im so dope like crack on a mirror,the rap savage is here To raise the bar higher than barb wire on fences To fix ya lips to curse the god is highly offensive I got some dudes to blast for me(blasphemy) and they mighty religious You outta bow(Alter) when you see me and ask for forgiveness But who am I to judge, Chicago I am a product of, so when I rap they show a lot of love And its appreciated deeply when Im speaking freely To be quite honest I never thought it would be this easy Its like my purpose on this earth is to rehearse all of these words I put in verses My mind writes in cursive The limelight is worthless if ya hind sights imperfect Finna take em to church its time for the early service The most slept on weapon to hop out of a booth since Stephon when he was Urkle Im feeling like ninja turtles How that Oose got me moving maneuvering through the city slums hoods And every ghetto across America Airing ya wit a pair of Derringers daring ya Cuz its apparent nobodies better with letters or metaphors Beheading competitors, the predator is rap with a better force When I snap and rap circles round the track like a headless horse, all bets is off Im the best like I said before cut from a special cloth till I rest at heavens doors Its Wadedagod and the lord is my witness, hang the beat up and cross it out, IT IS FINISHED
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: JASON STINSON, MARCUS WADE
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