Untitled (feat. Scar)
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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 woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't
Saying that He won't, when I know He will
You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
For real
Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life like it's a game
Dear Lord
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
'Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real
I ain't never gave a fuck
I never did and never will
Live my life on principle
Keep it true, keep it real
Better said, I keep it trill
And no matter who don't like it, homie
That's just how it is
Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me
And I keep a blunt and a Bible and a gun on me
Why? 'Cause I'm country-bred
Actually, I'm south-er-ern
Something like my brethren
The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
You should pay some homage, it's an honor this
This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates
This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
Better said, Robert Beck, esoteric I could get
This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali
This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky
If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it
You with me?
Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life like it's a game
Dear Lord
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
'Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real
I don't trust the church or the government: Democrat, Republican
Pope or a bishop or them other men
And I believe God has sustained me with rap
So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
Until that chariot come and take a nigga home
I'mma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
I'm gone
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't
Saying that He won't, when I know He will
You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
For real
Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life like it's a game
Dear Lord
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
'Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real
I ain't never gave a fuck
I never did and never will
Live my life on principle
Keep it true, keep it real
Better said, I keep it trill
And no matter who don't like it, homie
That's just how it is
Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me
And I keep a blunt and a Bible and a gun on me
Why? 'Cause I'm country-bred
Actually, I'm south-er-ern
Something like my brethren
The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
You should pay some homage, it's an honor this
This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates
This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
Better said, Robert Beck, esoteric I could get
This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali
This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky
If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it
You with me?
Dear Lord, have mercy
On the ones that go through life like it's a game
Dear Lord
I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
'Cause people gonna lie
Some people gonna steal
You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
Them people might try to have you killed
Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
For real
I don't trust the church or the government: Democrat, Republican
Pope or a bishop or them other men
And I believe God has sustained me with rap
So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
Until that chariot come and take a nigga home
I'mma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
I'm gone
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:40.97] You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
[00:45.08] Smoking white rhino on terraces
[00:47.56] Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
[00:50.66] Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
[00:53.40] Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
[00:56.37] My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
[00:59.63] My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
[01:02.31] Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
[01:05.47] The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
[01:08.55] That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
[01:11.32] It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
[01:14.11] The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
[01:17.25] The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
[01:20.01] I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't
[01:23.17] Saying that He won't, when I know He will
[01:26.21] You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
[01:29.36] For real
[01:30.39] Dear Lord, have mercy
[01:33.20] On the ones that go through life like it's a game
[01:35.98] Dear Lord
[01:37.51] I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
[01:41.63] 'Cause people gonna lie
[01:42.92] Some people gonna steal
[01:44.42] You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
[01:47.29] Them people might try to have you killed
[01:50.10] Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
[01:53.45] For real
[01:53.75] I ain't never gave a fuck
[01:55.25] I never did and never will
[01:57.06] Live my life on principle
[01:58.38] Keep it true, keep it real
[01:59.92] Better said, I keep it trill
[02:01.42] And no matter who don't like it, homie
[02:03.23] That's just how it is
[02:04.59] Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me
[02:07.04] And I keep a blunt and a Bible and a gun on me
[02:09.91] Why? 'Cause I'm country-bred
[02:11.42] Actually, I'm south-er-ern
[02:13.03] Something like my brethren
[02:14.29] The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
[02:18.18] You should pay some homage, it's an honor this
[02:20.56] This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates
[02:23.49] This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
[02:26.54] Better said, Robert Beck, esoteric I could get
[02:29.58] This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali
[02:32.16] This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
[02:35.26] In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky
[02:38.04] If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it
[02:41.15] You with me?
[02:41.94] Dear Lord, have mercy
[02:44.71] On the ones that go through life like it's a game
[02:47.66] Dear Lord
[02:49.68] I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
[02:53.21] 'Cause people gonna lie
[02:54.59] Some people gonna steal
[02:56.05] You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
[02:59.12] Them people might try to have you killed
[03:02.04] Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
[03:05.32] For real
[03:06.64]
[03:29.08] I don't trust the church or the government: Democrat, Republican
[03:33.19] Pope or a bishop or them other men
[03:35.50] And I believe God has sustained me with rap
[03:38.09] So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
[03:41.12] And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
[03:44.24] I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
[03:47.39] Until that chariot come and take a nigga home
[03:50.16] I'mma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
[03:53.25] I'm gone
[03:53.50]
[00:45.08] Smoking white rhino on terraces
[00:47.56] Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
[00:50.66] Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
[00:53.40] Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
[00:56.37] My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shit
[00:59.63] My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
[01:02.31] Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
[01:05.47] The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
[01:08.55] That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
[01:11.32] It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
[01:14.11] The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
[01:17.25] The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
[01:20.01] I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't
[01:23.17] Saying that He won't, when I know He will
[01:26.21] You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
[01:29.36] For real
[01:30.39] Dear Lord, have mercy
[01:33.20] On the ones that go through life like it's a game
[01:35.98] Dear Lord
[01:37.51] I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
[01:41.63] 'Cause people gonna lie
[01:42.92] Some people gonna steal
[01:44.42] You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
[01:47.29] Them people might try to have you killed
[01:50.10] Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
[01:53.45] For real
[01:53.75] I ain't never gave a fuck
[01:55.25] I never did and never will
[01:57.06] Live my life on principle
[01:58.38] Keep it true, keep it real
[01:59.92] Better said, I keep it trill
[02:01.42] And no matter who don't like it, homie
[02:03.23] That's just how it is
[02:04.59] Naked truth like the stripper that's in front of me
[02:07.04] And I keep a blunt and a Bible and a gun on me
[02:09.91] Why? 'Cause I'm country-bred
[02:11.42] Actually, I'm south-er-ern
[02:13.03] Something like my brethren
[02:14.29] The legendary Andre 3K, Cee Lo, Goodie, and some other men
[02:18.18] You should pay some homage, it's an honor this
[02:20.56] This is not a fiction that is sold by conglomerates
[02:23.49] This is Soul of Black Folks mixed with Donald Goines shit
[02:26.54] Better said, Robert Beck, esoteric I could get
[02:29.58] This is John Gotti painting pictures like Dali
[02:32.16] This is Basquiat with a passion like Pac
[02:35.26] In a body like Biggie, telling stories like Ricky
[02:38.04] If a rapper was to spar, please tell him better kick it
[02:41.15] You with me?
[02:41.94] Dear Lord, have mercy
[02:44.71] On the ones that go through life like it's a game
[02:47.66] Dear Lord
[02:49.68] I won't be forced to shut up when I don't feel the same
[02:53.21] 'Cause people gonna lie
[02:54.59] Some people gonna steal
[02:56.05] You gotta be careful not to shit where you live
[02:59.12] Them people might try to have you killed
[03:02.04] Lord have mercy, life is such a battlefield
[03:05.32] For real
[03:06.64]
[03:29.08] I don't trust the church or the government: Democrat, Republican
[03:33.19] Pope or a bishop or them other men
[03:35.50] And I believe God has sustained me with rap
[03:38.09] So I pick a burning bush, put it in a Swisher wrap
[03:41.12] And they can't kill a G, I seen how I die
[03:44.24] I'm only going once, a coward dies a thousand times
[03:47.39] Until that chariot come and take a nigga home
[03:50.16] I'mma spit this ghetto gospel over all these gutter songs
[03:53.25] I'm gone
[03:53.50]