[Shout out my n***a Ju Malone... Feliz Sabado]
This is the soul of revelations
Like the back of the bible, and you know we're never patient
With a few disciples down to die for the nation
All armed to the teeth with rifles
Cavities filled with grenades for detonation
I'm saying… we all bare arms like tanktops
But few of us bang shots…
It's hard to find, but if you squint like you was hailing from Bankok..
Well… You'd find more diamonds than argyle prints
In the same spot… that seems..
Hopeless and riddled with raindrops
I'm praying these hunger pains stop
Cause they've been there since the doctor gave Michelle that cesarean
k**ing this Ju production like i'm racing with some aryans
Always had the potential to blow up scary quick
But never forget where we've been..
Its like… Tubman Harriet meets.. Judas Iscariot
Turn your back on the underground resent who you buried with
Cause that root can make your thoughts black very slick
Camel through a keyhole, i'm trying to get very rich………
And still squeeze through every inch
But you don't hear me like I fathered John the Baptist…
You'd much rather.. focus on missing chapters..
And fictional raptures and…
Judging others as if you possess a relevant gavel
I face the east to be relieved of all the madness
Asking forgiveness from all my past sins
All the polluted Sabbaths
Disrespecting my mother, profanity in my rapping…
Just tryna avoid all the future trespa**es..
Cause i'm just tryna live it right…..
But a hypocrite is my kryptonite…
So practice what you preaching like a bullpen in the pulpit
Cause your integrity is surely nothing you should fool with
And I strikeout in the bottom of the 9th won't save ya..
When its judgement day and you asking for a favor…
Cause when that book shut, its a wrap.. no hair..
Till then i'm boxing the prince of air like Joe Frazier
[You get it? cause will smith played muhammad ali and... nevermind]