[Verse 1 - to the graveyard Where like to pray: Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me because I play hard So get helmets and your face guards I spit holy water, lets have a Face Off: Cage They say the boy is off the like two Pits in a cage Your girl say my flow the bomb I swallow grenades Respect the up in this shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with them Techs I'll Raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin family Oh, where I'm from they that "incest" Open the Bible, good book its purpose for shook crooks Heavenly Father, I we in Heaven, be a good look the hook: In this world that I live in I have learned I can't depend on love It made me a Saint So I'mma take it all with me to the [Verse 2 - The ain't as new as the saint it look They bury ministers there next to straight crooks And Nas told niggas they was shooting and they'd Niggas rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Now put that on wall, I put that on the wall I shot-call and quicker than Jon Wall I'm these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I I was numb last year Wasn't you niggas. Came back To sell a few mil on you niggas Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah nigga I ain't scared of no Cause all the dead rapper's albums are the most [Verse 3 - say the 3rd verse puts niggas in a hearse Since I was Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first Still blood out that's why I'm up in the church Still for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just rode up in the Benz and homie the K What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your with it That's I call rap beef, luckily I'm through with it Now I just back, '72 with it Sell it to a nigga South, he act a fool with it Back to haters and the stool-pigeons You're too tryna judge us stars, but how are you living?