GDP - No Gods lyrics

I thank goodness my beat selection is this nasty And I lace every jammy that gets thrown on Rappers sound like they got peanut bu*ter On the roof of their mouths, Don't talk And start the revolution without a soapbox, No Gods Pop in the ca**ette tape like "Saw" (Do you wanna play a game) If she don't look 18 then I'm not asking her age Then there I go playing star again Turn the page GDmotherf**ingP Like yeah by now they've heard the name Doing what I was born to Even if gas is 4 dollars a gallon We siphon other people tanks and keep driving With Black Zaker whylin'in Rhode Island just ask him about it Spread the word to Bean Town How uncanny the sound is None of that clown sh**, dumbin down kids That would rather youtube the show then go Casualties of the performing arts in apocalyptic times A skeptic of popular thought But it subconsciously influences mine The truth is a lie but we got to it Urge the youth to turn the radio off That sh** is not music It all started in the Bronx Now a worldwide scene I'm 30 minutes west maintaining by any means Humble beginnings and happy endings Smoke, fall asleep, wake up, keep stressing And I could write songs expressing my belief's But that's hardly enough Shop life from Walmart Upper decker at Starbucks Unregistered guns, hard luck, hard d** Out of f**ing mind or brilliant? You be the judge The ciphers 2 puffs So I roll one for the face Said I'd try to quit but everyone's so full of sh** these days Because security cameras don't make me feel more safe I'm not ready to die but that doesn't mean I'm afraid I don't need a therapist to tell me I'm insane The televisions on but I don't listen to anything they say Or buy products cause a portion gets donated to AIDS I know shes on the pill Already forgot her name Like alcohol is poison made to keep me in my place But it feels so much better to drink it all away