Epik The Dawn - Judas lyrics

Hook (Jason French): Cuz you the type of fake a** n***a that'll choose cheap p**y over loyalty Damn you a Judas My n***a, you a Judas But Ima let you live with that burden cuz its punishment enough for ya knowing you a muthaf**ing Judas Yeah, you a Judas Verse 1 (R-Mean): I wonder how does it feel tho When u know that deep inside you not a man - u should kneel No matter who think u real tho That mirror is a muthaf**a - no one can help yo U keep runnin and runnin can't run away from ur self tho Homie ya we can tell bro Im glad i got to know you - unbelievable When someone shows u who the f** they are u best believe em bro Ur mama didn't raise u right - u was born with a p**y dawg Won't dare to look me in the eyes , where the f** is u lookin dawg U shook of God Cuz Lord knows - you feel sick now I know u feelin lonely, its real dark where u live now But i dont feel a bit of f**in pity for your b**h made - be-trayin' punk a** Cuz we both know that u a Judas Verse 2 (R-Mean): Now we all make mistakes too Im about that forgiveness But some sh** u just dont do - as a man , u dont get this Which explains u not the type of cat Im tryna give daps with Cut u off with the same knife u stabbed me in the back with My changes is drastic Cuz Now u wanna front like u was all pa**ion In reality u faker than your b**h's orgasm Type of dude can't even satisfy his b**h dawg I satisfy this mic every time i spits dawg Im with God Cuz Lord knows, that we lit now I feel so liberated, all smiles where I live now And i dont feel a bit of f**in pity for your b**h made - be-trayin' punk a** Cuz we both know that u a Judas Verse 3 (R-Mean): I said it's punishment enough for me knowing that f**ery you're doing is cutting deep Every morning you're waking up to be a disappointment It s**s to be you cuz Knowing you're Judas Lowest of humans No don't you confuse us You and your daddy , both of you losers Your mama ain't raise a man, she wasn't competent Your child'll probably grow up hoping his father's genetics wasn't dominant Catching a glimpse of you in his reflection what he never wants Catching you crossing the intersection and you getting stomped Because you the type to swear on God's name with hella lies The type to talk tough but confront him he's petrified Man I don't need bullets for you, I need insecticides (f**ing co*kroach) And ain't sh** you can do to rectify except just die Pool of holy water, deep as sh** Dawg, I hope you drown, your breathing quits Cuz you can eat a dick And that's gonna be your last meal Feel the brutal whipping like a wounded Christian homie, welcome to your crucifixion