I got to heal, to ill and faith, to move mountains Got 'em asking for us platinum plus, but counting? God hard, hittin' and large livin' Lavish, get the cabbage, and start giving
Make a decision, or religion Thug living, I'll end up either dead or in quinton or rikers Quick to three, us they don't like us Plant and I pivot with my life and I live it
You got some small papers you fools, is major Look how the hood made us pray and asked God to us Evading the haters, rolling and Chuck Taylors And still can flip the script in and Alligators And I ain't mad at you
I like napalm, hot like cayenne chosen, words spoken Make 'em like sitcoms Do the math, no other stand up to me I'm rough and rugged I stand up to my peeps
I'm set apart and this here ain't just an art, it's a style Fake smile I ya heart if it breaks Then we the real from the fake Before you perpetrate, first, a few
Shows, I wrecked a few, now my stable I'm able to bless a few just an act, slow down, Now I'm the to drop the mike and prophecy to the whole crowd And when I'm done, I'll 'em slain in the spirit Keep it real, so everything I'm saying, can feel it Hard core, half prophetess, part lyricist, stick with the flow
Hey, hey, hey it be the way the track was laid? (They don't believe that I'm saved) it be how frequently the videos played? (They don't even believe I'm saved) Could it be the way they hate cause I'm paid? (They don't even that I'm saved)
I lay my hands on the and heal it release power the whole world feel it Tie ya style up and kill it I'm turpentine When I spill it flip the cards as he it
Unveiling the plan as he it get to breakin' for the faking starts I'm blazing wanna holla but I'm breaking hearts And shaking and the shady type The Christian walk's a fight I flow like the crazy type
But lady like went away But coming back down to get me Shoes and a gown and to give me try to bring us down but miss me
God rules everything me nobody clown or diss me It'll come to pass like Ain't no stopping me better It's take a whole lot to get me
Hey, hey, hey Could it be the way the was laid? (They even believe that I'm saved) Could it be how the videos played? (They don't even that I'm saved) Could it be the way playa hate 'cause I'm paid? (They even believe that I'm saved)
Call me Snipes, starring, as blade on this track Don't get out of line, I'm down to for everybody on this track Fe, fi, foe, umm, I the blood Of a MC, step up if you want some
Got demons on the run Bruce Jenner They all drop like Niagara Falls when the spirit Tell me who's the winner 'Domino, I hold the spinner' I'm a veteran don't gamble off soul. big spender
My is to infuriate, umm, let me see Put on a platinum album and it penetrate See sin disintegrate if you real, by now you been a fake I's a brawl time you time we the heavy weights
Hey, hey, hey it be the way the track was laid? (They don't even believe I'm saved) Could it be how frequently the videos (They even believe that I'm saved) Could it be the way they hate cause I'm paid? (They don't believe that I'm saved)