Prince Ea - Jesus Shuttlesworth lyrics

Intro: (He got game) You have a son named, "Jesus Shuttlesworth?" Yes sir Is your son considered the number 1 high school prospect in these United States of America? Some rate him that high, some don't 1,2,3,6! C'mon! HAHAHA! Hook: **VARIOUS SAMPLES AND SCRATCHES** Verse 1: Yea! Prince Ea UH! UH! Jesus Christ, how is he this nice? Get em' off with the k**er cross make em' leave his nikes!UH! **VARIOUS SCRATCHES OCCUR** **YES THEY DESERVE TO DIE AND I HOPE THEY BURN IN HELL!** Jesus Christ, how is he this nice? Get em' off with the k**er cross make em' leave his nikes! UH! You are listening to a skinny black kid Who is somewhere in the middle of Mac Miller and Mac 10 He ain't grow up privileged or pitching in packs, man And he don't pack macs but he does pack fans I am not that "RAP KAT" who be claimin' he a real n***a Cause real n***as never claim that they are real n***as I will mention, I'm kickin' these ill lyrics To feel different, giving you chills like Pac was still livin' Never ROCKED with Hilfiger, the CLOCK is still tickin' All my people LOCKED in steel prisons On the block ain't no Dr. Phil visits So therapy is WEED and poppin' pills n***a **LIFE'S A b*tch** So is my mom at times But you GOT to deal with her I live with her but I keep my door locked See, I'm working on this plan to try and make it to the top She don't really understand the plan I got She shakin' her head when she sees me sleepin' with a clock BUT! I was up LAAAAAATE Workin' hard cause your son gonna be rich one DAAAAAAAY Drafted to the league I won't stop until I'm holding up a trophy with my team Call me Jesus! Hook: **VARIOUS SAMPLES AND SCRATCHES** A wise man said, "a lot of things change when the world is at your feet" Best friends turn to enemies, good girls turn to freaks It's like my options went from plus size to petite Kind of like when Cole went from big Shirley to Shenice They see the swag and they drop dead, like a Glock nine These haters mad cause I watched TED, and rock times I'm n cla** writing an Op ED (?) for a dot com And you a f*g, even your pops said that you drop dimes b**h! n***a! f** n***a! What you want from me? This ain't elementary school so you ain't getting lunch money And you ain't Quincy Williams so get the f** from me I'm older now so Quincy can get some lumps from me But I ain't trying to be violent, I swear to god I'm just pinning rhymes at an attempt to clear my mind Gimme' time and I won't let go Until the world sees my guts like that old Nick show Call me Jesus! Hook: **VARIOUS SAMPLES AND SCRATCHES** Verse 3: Look! UH! This college mind just tripled my bottom line But tell the labels I dont do it for the dollar signs You can't comodify, and explain phenomenons Rhymes like when Kevin Johnson went baseline on Olajuwon That lil' n***a got up That is how I elevate the ma**es when I'm spittin' this stuff Just should celebrate my pa**ion like you celebrate the cla**ics I have never made a rap about a drink in my cup Nah! Young black and never slung crack Now, that's a feat within itself cause most n***as here done that I'm from a city where guns clap then reload They'll catch you while you are eating and leave your face up in your Emos Where n***as stunt up in their girl's car And if A fight breaks out they grab cameras and yell "WORLD STAR!" The world's ours, but the critics say we can't win They see me walk on water, they say it's cause I can't swim It makes sense, I'm coming up for the spot With this mic, I'm Jesus Shuttlesworth with the rock Call me Jesus! Uh! Call me Jesus! Uh Uh Call Me Jesus! Uh! Hook: **VARIOUS SAMPLES AND SCRATCHES**