Lyrics:
to hell
I'll never get it right if I can't get out of my own way
The truth is hard to reckon with, you fuck with it, it fucks you silly
Why did I
Church bells resounded like judgment day
As they were making love
In the rainswept graveyard
She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame
A monsoon
on Fathers Day?
The last goodbyes are so hard to say, I pray
God bless my oldest sister, knowin' I miss her
Read the eulogy, refuse to speak on the pew wit
the lost and found
Your friends would die laughing
If they saw you this way
Even though they cry the same tears every day
Where was your heart
When you
a gangbanger walk by real fast
Brand new khakis hangin' off his ass
At first, I didn't like the chump
'Cause he looked like he needed to go take a dump
But
I'm the worse kinda, kinda thing
I'm alert, I'm a light, I'm alone
I was birth loud as fuck in the church kinda, kinda thing
Jesus Christ, I'm
to shout it,
They said I'd leave before today, but still you stood to doubt it,
I was subversive, and looked for a way out, I was so tiered then.
Even when
you can see that I called
You get this message by tomorrow, I might be gone
But still I'm trying to hold on, and trying not to cave in
So I just walk
The way I’m clappin’ when I’m packin’ heat
I’m like the summer when you feel the heat
I’m like bullets from Pakistanis that’s
Word to my baby mami
I spit
good
Man, first break in a minute
Can't remember not havin' goin' to work
Chillin' by my mama crib
Food smellin' bomb, man, I even went to church
purpose
Learning from the bird who's perched
On top of the church and chirpin a sermon
You want that early worm? Be the determined sparrow
Flying in
rock a show with wireless
Verbalize in the chrome dome into the abyss
Servin' hard not for the money yet divinely employed
Writin' checks by the word
he came in fire and the smell of hell
and he only took the evil folk
That he'd snort and breathe the flesh of dead
and that you knew him by the smoke
judge us by our heart not our tone and size
There's sinners and there's saints ain't no other kind
God's kids
They hard to find
But He still shine
It's
I've been too stuck in my ways
I've been so out of my place
Yeah, I'm a slave
Five hundred years, it's a race
Shackles and buckles with chains
way still the cause is fear
I am the enemy and I'm the ally
Past the pauper and the Prince now can I
See I'm the cause and the source of the greed
All I
getting famous
Living the life of the hard knocks
I see the plug in the car parked
Playing my cards like I'm hallmark
Genius they call me a stalwart
I hit
first
Ask him why he sold out
See if his heart hurts
In my name build one church and one mosque
There's different ways of worship but
There's only one God
Spot named The Dragon’s Lair
Off a backstreet up out by the state fair
She guarantee me every Sunday they be there
Playing pool and sniffing coke
Up
chase chase chase chase (chasing the guala eh)
Bitch I'm on the chase chase chase chase chase (chasing the guala eh) yeah
Get it
On the chase on the way
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
grill
Ya know what I'm saying?
Listen
By the age of aquarius
My mind state was gugarious
Various opponents whose stature was hilarious
Like you
Throwing
pretend
And my little homie’s doing twenty five
If God exists why he never try
To show us that this life is more than pain
'Cause is hard to live when
was playing Hookie still schooling Niggas like education scholars from hard knocks before I’ve been matriculated I learn from the best to wear a vest
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