Lyrics:
enough?
Grace is sufficient, my blood donor gave enough
And they be trippin' when they see a Christian
Like we over religious and tryna bring conviction
a cell 'cause my records they sell
Cause a brother like me said "Well
Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what
locked in a jail cell with no bail stressin'
Guess it's the life of a kingpin
Rap stephen king, rock bling
Like neon lights, we gon' be alright
But it's
should've heard them knocked-out jailbirds sing
Let's rock; everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
a long walk, now that we ridin'
Yo, niggas is not original
Niggas follow the radio
Niggas think if you blow
Then you gotta be on the TV show
Crackas is
around
And while you collapse my phone
I won't be hearing a sound
Living inside a cell it's quite hard to tell with a hollow crown
Again, I swear that I'm
a killin
Super blackman gotha back
And is back in the building
If the prison is that skin you in
And your cell sittin inside your skull
They say you can't
[Chorus]
A.C.A.B
A.C.A.B
A.C.A.B
All cops are bastards
Copper come up say what's the matter with you
Now they see what we can do
Next thing I know i
hear me now,
I got the pudding,
Blood n sweet I put in so the Chef could put a foot in,
I been ready bro I'm cooking,
Still be looking like I'm nothin,
these cells when the kingdom comes
I won't be breaking no rocks when the kingdom comes
Yes, they'll open these cells when the kingdom comes
I won't
Real fudgin science, give a flip boutta cell
Big old membrane hold couple organelles
Hun’id on my paper yeah you know I never sell
Yeah we got Sitzy
cell
(Blue steel can't rule me
All the guards and let the sirens ring)
Working hard like there's a gun in my back
I'll be batting one thousand
With
It's a ratatatatt on the nucleus of your brain cell
came to rock the funky joint so I might as well
get on the one
and have some fun
and drop a break
a stepchild was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches
Be rockin' beats, fake in fame
(Fuck 'em all)
Something thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Doctor say that I'm a drug addict
I'm popping percs to ease the pain
That's how I'm walking through the Rain
SickleCell done tried to bring me Down
young stars go de fresh, when I de here deseas be killing me
If Them no show love, these people put them straight in the cell now
But if we no make call,
to be cool up in Sunday school
Can't move when I flow, bet a nigga gonna copy
Take it home, study it, then he gon' profit
In the rap game, every nigga
I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
I'm picking up
a deal
I’m breaking one of your ribs
Now I know the real nothing ever certain
When I see a mother hurting
From a brother that was murdered
Death gotta be
How would life be if the world smoked weed?
Guaranteed there'd be peace not greed
See, it's hell
Living in a cell
Legalize the plant only time will
regret's my own
Refused to budge
The truth's I'm just a canibal
Using booze and drugs to boost my buzz
Throw me in jail later
My cell mate'll be food because
And these the same people that supposed to be telling us the truth
Limbaugh is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist
Gaza strip was getting bombed, Obama didn't
I'm about to switch it up
Switch up, switch up, switch up, switch up
If she ain't fuckin', I'ma switch up
Hit her friend's cell like, "What up?"
The underworld watches in horror
As this marks the day that
3 of America's most notorious outlaws
Will be executed for their crimes
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