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You can’t expect success by sitting down,
Get yo ass up,
We gotta outwork these niggas that’s what bro told me,
Work ethic superb only myself can hold

knows that the change is due, I'm tryin to swim in it like I'm Uncle Scrooge
Punch that guard right by the pool, and have your boo give me towel service

Had this friend 6th grade back in private academy
Used get cuss words and dirty jokes out of me
We came up in the church but we broke all the rules

the circus
Alter boys like a church is
Better fucking know who the worst is
Take two mins like it's Turkish
You could get smashed if you're careless
Cover up

I think in decibels
This is the desert and you're stupid wearing leather clothes
Don't get it twisted bitch, I'm good at evil shit
Walk up in a church

that's the reason I go X Z
Done with the jokes giving the haters my ass, Oxtail
Every time they call my name it just go on voicemail
Big up to me I got

to the people
You could take it all back, Cut the progress
But it won't matter, I could start back from zero
I got caught cursing by a church attendee
Looking

the absolute truth of God's Word we quoting
The culture keeps shifting by his Spirit stay focused

Shout out to Lamp mode, reason why I spit these raps so
Hard

nasty 
Women know
Ain't hard to tell
Rap money for the lawyer
To get my brother out the cell
Funky with it
Chitlin kitchen
And you can tell 
Just by

to get you tapped by illuminati
Red dots sniping shots at ya, so move ya body
The way we chop it up we acting like we knew karate
Made a career out

closer to the Devil
I go hard you could say I'm the Final level
Wake up to chase my dreams Push the pedal to the metal

Witness this lyrical massacre 
By

the pack ain't through
Grew up by 'Eighty-Four, lumber War Admiral making moves
Thelonious had to die yeah that jazz ghost
I know they sayin life’s a movie,

hard pistol Pete by a piston 
Ben Wallace I play offense but the defense is different 
Defend my wife’s honor & get smacked by a Christian 
Kuz trippin,

Except that it's fucked up and
Hard to make it out unless you luck up
A athlete a entertainer or slanging til you come up
Some go to college now they in

know its hard out here,
By yourself on your own
Take your time babygirl dont you rush to be grown
As long as im around you got a place called home

You

though
All she get is hard dick and some Cheerios
Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
No tint though,

to church but I went and bought a necklace
I iced out the cross with these fucking vvs’s
I pray I go to heaven but I'll prolly end up somewhere else
I'm

the absolute truth of God's Word we quoting
The culture keeps shifting by his Spirit stay focused
Shout out to Lamp mode, reason why I spit these raps so
Hard

See a niggah acting hard and I don't like him
Cause e dun tay when this
Nigga dun dey price me
I hit my squad, we pulling up like Isis
Step

the basis
This when the mistakes hit, tired of gettin' caught up in this fake shit
I just can't sit comfy with no snake shit (no snake shit)

I been

of the wave, I don't surf though
I just bust all these tracks
Like it’s church tho
Beat that bitch up like a nap sack
Finally got mom and deuce out the hatch

purpose and all my goals
But I wish I was there, back when I didn't care
Growing up watching life fly by, but I had no time to stare
I pick up a pen

In God We Trust (Extended Version)


Word Up
Mic Shabazz

I got you sayin to be or not to be like Hamlet
God dammit I’m the lillest MC on the planet

Told her meet me on Pearl I scoop
She always try reimburse me
Every time we go eat out on Church Street
Then she told me don't worry 'bout it after
Got