Seven - Gods lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] God status Musical, omnipotent It's time to go, brothers 11 years and we're finally here Beyond the stars, the trinity God status, let's go! [Hook: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne] Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E, them G-O-D's? (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E, them G-O-D's? (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Gods! [Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko] Me and Tech and them started on a quest for M.. O-N-E-Y, we touching so many, why? Cause we spiritual, feeling every syllable we spit out We angels, that's the way we telling demons to get out So bled out, baddest n***a representing the Mi-ddle Feeling like the world cannot live with-out, Ta-dow! Now we immortal! Somebody open up the portal! Rap is ever lethal when me and Nina was caught on! We God status, God threw a task at us Told us he make us angels but our mission's to k** the baddest So we gotta blast the ba*tards with our rapping apparatuses Never let off the ravage on 'em like rabbits on radishes We're like the Grateful Dead, our fans are the new dead heads Repeat every word we saying like it's a pled-edge And when you hear them gods and love how it sounded When you see the king, kneel to the ground, make a fist and pound it [Hook] [Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun] I told you I'm forever, didn't I? The highly exalted the christen (your souls) Those grounded I aspire to lift 'em up The holy goes through the frequency of your audio speakers They're set on all that can reach us, by now we're adios Witness the blessings, beliefs and hopefulness I bestow Upon a fan or foe Man or those opposing the Chanet growth I plant it so everyone on the planet can evoke The entity sent to be this music industries' manifold I manifested; it's been suggested that I arose up From under the sheets of God's baby cradle sent down to pose A threat to Masonic rappers protest against moral lackage Invested in this infested depiction of worldwide gibberish S-suffer no more here it is, a little experiment with Jesus Blood and mortal when the spirit mix Drink it, it's so refreshing - just like the air of my message The breeze carries and once you inhale it Then I will ask you [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Exalted, bosses, can't off his office with crosses That's what he fought with in darkness's mosses No caustic losses cause the brain's embossed with the word auspiciousness Feed my fam flows fluidly, they would never leave my land no truancy Cause I am the reason they stand for unity Unlike me with whackness you give your fans no immunity I am the air they share, I am the heir to the throne Where no compare in my own zone this lair is home grown It's rare but it's on strong Beware: long gone if you dare got the wrong tone Now! We are beyond those who got fame Gave my heart and many souls were obtained So my lane will definitely not change Cause G.O.D.S. means the Great Omnipotent Doc Strange [Hook] [Outro]