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You, you, you
You are witnessing elegance in the of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on
Will I die slain like my by a terrorist?
Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and it?
Or will she Jackie O, the Kennedy, re-marry it?
My sister say it's on some Cleopatra shit,
My said nope, never, that it's sacrilege.
Tend to because the thought is so disparaging
The Lord give a load, you got to carry it Mary did
That's why I'm giving honor to all baby mommas
It takes a womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama.
The might take that child, turn that child into a monster
The Lord'll take a and fashion him a saint.
I present you Malcolm X for those who saying He can't
Saying that He won't, I know He will!
You usually don't know it's you you getting killed
For real.

[Hook:
Lord, have mercy!
On your once forgotten life like it's a game, Lord
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't the same,
Cause gonna lie,
people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to where you live.
people might try to have you killed,
Lord have mercy, life is a battlefield,
For real.

[Verse 2: Killer
I never gave a fuck
I never did and will
Live my on press appeal
Keep it true, keep it
Better said, I keep it
And no matter who don't it, homie
just how it is
Naked truth like the stripper that's in of me
And I keep a and a 5-11 gun on me
Why? Cause I'm
Actually, I'm
Something my brethren
The Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
You should pay some homage, it's an honor
This is not a fiction that is by conglomerates
is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
Better said, Robert Beck, I could get
This is Gotti painting pictures like Dali
is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
In a body like Biggie, stories like Ricky
If a rapper was to spar, please him better kick it
You me?

Dear Lord, mercy!
On your once forgotten like it's a game, We love
I won't be forced to shut up when I feel the same,
people gonna lie,
Some people gonna
You gotta be careful not to shit you live.
Them might try to have you killed,
have mercy, life is such a battlefield,
For real.

[Killer
I don't the church or the government
Democrat,
Pope or a or them other men
And I believe God has sustained you rap
So I pick a burning bush, put it in a wrap
And can't kill a G, I seen how I die
I'm only going once, a dies a thousand times
And to that chariot come and take a nigga
spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
I'm