Lyrics:
Ya, Realist thing I ever Wrote
It My Testament the 2018 chapter
The name DJ Church, another unknown rapper
Wit all these emotions, clutched up in my
Worship Him right now it'll be that other Twelve soon
Jesus said you can't work when that night come
Old Testament full of Jesus posing for that Nikon
One O
My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em
Feelin like it's my fault, judge throw tha book at em
His momma call me son, his sista call
the day of Old Testament
Warning after warning till the flood won the argument
Water filling your nose and mouth you still hollering
I don't need a hand
gotta hear about the trouble loving brown has brought
Numbers on mental healthcare
Blunders on my skin it's scraped and bitten singed by hellflare
on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some
perform, cameras are litting
The return of the swarm, the nighttime storm
Little kids got bit by the rap exorcist
My chainsaw mouth split tracks for
rough in the car park
We have recanted
We alienated the kids
By insisting we weren't for sale
While taking competing bids
We considered new frontiers
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
breathe is gory, disinegrate ya no need for stories
for the police, my flow heat leave no evidence
no sediment I burn books, there's no testament
on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?)
Just follow these rhythms endlessly
The second time I got called nigga
It was online by this kid that was in my
with JFK on Marilyn Monroe...Oh
"Blow the spot with some old school shit" - Rah Digga on Talib Kweli's "Down For The Count"
"I'm so old school"-
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
help but be afraid
And angry at what my baby brother's become
Above his big heart lies confederate stone
A monument; a testament to brainwashed kids
the life I never did
Wanna support my future wife & kids
Not by working a dead end job
Everyone's saying the same thing
I just stop to think
Don't wanna be
fuck a hand out
I ain't had no plan when I started, but I got a plan now
By the time I'm 30 years old, I'm tryna cash out
Cause I be gassin' shit,
Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap something people wanted to hear
See before my reign it was the same old same
You took "the ba with the ba"
That's
Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap something people wanted to hear
See before my reign it was the same old same
You took "the ba with the ba"
That's
a home down by a pond.
I'd make you a good mate - I love to cook.
I'll tell it all in my new book.
On old Cape Cod, it blows a gale.
I'll be Jonah. You be
Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by
CHORUS
Children play women produce
Kids killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the truth
But it's
He like old school
Cause he playing gamecube
He got issues
But its issues with you
He don't play by the rules cause he goes off the book
He gon catch
love 'em and gotta praise 'em
Cause without 'em we'd be nothing, plus our kids they gotta raise 'em
While we, out and about and seeing what life has
he could be a part of it
I just hit a nigga in his mouth, now he's stuttering
Seven year old kid over here playing with toys
Fuck this drill shit, I'm
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