Lyrics:
MORNING RISE UP.
JAH YOU MAKE THE BLESSINGS A PILE UP, TAKE ME NAME FROM THE LANE TO THE TITLE.
giving, had to take it
Looking like a title run
Had a feeling, couldn't shake it
Feeling like a fire gun
And I'm hot and in motion
Don't stop, look at this
but you've left
something behind rape & murder aren't condoned in
the bible "how to fuck the world" should be the new
title of the book that you
Angie OG baby got the title in belt
Queen (quueeeeeeeeeeeeeeen) of hip-hop radio
through the many years blood sweatin tears
Be clear happy to be here
Messiah
Turn water to Hennessey
With disciples that protect my title
With assault rifles
And rain ammo, 40 nights if I go
And I can see the Holy Ghost
When
you couldn't be saved by John the Pope
Money is the bible, couldn't care about a idol
If you're goin' for the title than it's kinda suicidal
Cause
the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I
rockin' then your sayin' what insane said
Suckas are suicidal, unholy is homicidal
I'm comin' inside your mind and I'm takin' your title
You wanna be me,
vital
I think I'm suicidal, because of my recital
Some say I'm psycho, they label it my title
Natas is down to do the do with whoever
My voodoo is clever,
to live like the title
The ride will get rocky
That won't stop me
Straight ahead on foot or jalopy
Nobody or anything is going to stump progress
Unless He
for me to show
That I'm more than just a title
Or a comment going viral
There's more to me than people know
Some days I'm broke, some days I'm
out
I thought I knew beyond a doubt
I thought I'd win the title bout
But now I'm tired of fighting
Lately, I don't even know myself
Lately, I
some, say you want some fun
Give me the title, I'll be your mister
May she a tell your cousin, your sister
Girl, you're sexy, you're one of a kind
to argue, there's only a title
The worst's yet to come well the worst's not invited
I make separate fists while I swallowed the pride
(So let's embrace
arsonist
Them boy there ain't even half of this
Lyrical title, yeah, they're after this
I don't know what them men are on
I don't know what them man are
more but I'm being less
Title the hour, then there's a claim
Ink on the page when they call your name
out
I thought I knew beyond a doubt
I thought I'd win the title bout
But now I'm tired of fighting
Lately, I don't even know myself
Lately, I
recycled, my cycle is planned
We're so entitled, with titles so bland
Bitch, I'm a psycho, but lacking a path
(Break)
Tell me that you hate this
niggas lie on my raps isn't tidy, facts
You see, I don't give a fuck about these titles
In fact, I had my middle finger up when I was writing these raps,
to want the title as a freshman
Now all of my biggest idols are my best friends
Every instrumental got a death wish
Took my niggas out the ghetto like
outcha
So take that title fight up outcha quick
Work it out little mami, I don't need that shit
Wait
When you rub my back, it's like a heart attack
I
'cause internet's making a savage
Owned up the title call the distractions
Tick off the duty and put things in action
Don't do no judging I ain't no Judy
I
the title I’m homicidal makin foos a thing of the past like chapters in the Bible
My rivals and foes all know that survival is unknown in the streets that I
beggars are allowed in. to feast in sympathy
This treasure is kept and shared
With the beloved loyal comrades
Wearing the title of the trinity
Warlord,
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