Lyrics:
if it wasn't on gospel, apostle
Or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
Yeah
The next big thing coming hard with the bars
Rappers falling off with the bars, I'm the cause
Next to top charts with the songs that I jot
a replacement ref
At the top of the list is where my head ranks
I'm so great I slapped a rapper and he said
"Thanks" you wanna work with me
Cool I won't be long
Complain
Why you too dey complain
Complain oh
Why you too dey complain oh
Its crazy
I feel like you are playing games with my head
Amazing
I still
a game in my vein
[Verse 1: Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be
a game in my vein
[Verse 1: Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be
won't
You come and get some, cuz?
(Brra, brra, brra, brra)
Rappers do not like me ("Brra!")
I don't give a fuck (Doo doo doo doo)
Rappers do not like me
The rich auntie
Can't complain
Won't complain
She gonna find a way
Always
I can't complain
It won't change anything
God woke me up
Blessings Feel My
word of mouth
I'm the coldest mutha fucka in the dirty south
Claim you a thug
Claim you a G
You ain't never been like me
Say you won't smoke
Say you
You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my
like
Chale we for give this joint the green light
Know what I mean we're rappers we
Do this shit anytime, day or night (you know)
So I called up my nigga
the majority is on the broad path
That won't last
But it's on its way to destruction
Like the aftermath
I've been adopted by the Lord
When I was an orphan
I
'm after more like give me
Fitted all red like I came down a chimney
And how I murder rappers I
Know God won't forgive me (forgive me)
Flow automatic not
Share the gospel one by one
Tell how Jesus overcomes
Tell them to stay with the son
So the challenge, if you do, then you won against the devil, that's
you into I'd a been through
Preachin' my words and don't know it, you owe it
It shows you want to be me but won't show it
Ain't nothin' changed
so I won’t try but please don’t try undermine
I really been focused, God really been moving
I put in the grind for this
Started back hustling to make
complain
But maybe I'm smart enough to
Know that my time, It's not
Got to keep it pushing
Ain't no G, but I move in silence
Ain't no savage, and I won't
Fake
and Jewish Roman apostles
I represent the manuscript share it like the gospel
You have my fuckin' word
I won't address you in my songs though
I charge a fee
uh
I’m smoking good bitch, huh, I can’t complain
I shoulda let my hair down, but fuck it
Let my nuts hang
BABA Juice, fathered dudes, fuck it
This is
together
I won't stop doing this till I slay you bastards
Rappers don’t sing
Rappers keep it real
Rappers write rhymes and they stay so ill
Rappers don’t
of entertaining
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and
Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound
Comin out from iniquity, Back then was a felony
I was Saved By The Christ, yet The World tryna pressure Me,
“Man you sound like a fool!” that's what they
autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't
of entertaining
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and
Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound
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