U.G. (Cella Dwellas) - Praise Due lyrics

[Verse 1: Recognize Ali] Uh. Head of a Mecca in a black abaya Attire. Take a bow before the black messiah A sire. I'm king. Kiss the ring [where the black's a fire?] Peace to Gaia. I have walked through the fire Goliath, I'll crush David with a f**ing fist I'm ill, regurgitate when I f**ing spit I'm f**ing sick. Talk is cheap, n***as. s** a dick Out here, they snuff a b**h just for talking sh** Found the hidden truth on my quest for moral wisdom [?] any fool, but the god risen Or I'll be the Sean Price. Damn, we all miss him We try but it's hard to fight this Babylon system k**er weeping with a verse from the Quran Haram is when you bow before Shayṭān And why k** in the name of Allah? Thou shall not judge, so I throw dirt on Islam, n***a [Hook: U.G.] (x2) Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, three eyes Two souls too cold in my warm bed I mean, everything was wrong but the god's head Soon as the light came through, n***a, the dark fled [Verse 2: U.G.] Yeah, the winged walker cinch offers. My Penman slaughters. I'll kick your shin off your Cracked bones. Your poems don't deserve an eardrum I pierce lungs like harpoons armed with a sharp spoon And dismantle a handful. k**ing machine And millis scream, then I'm fleeing a scene. I'm in a BM Who could be him or see him? Nobody My flow probably the greatest. You could try to debate it Get faded off of Henny. Any want it with me The semi start singing like Dirty on “Shimmy” Yeah. It's U.G. and I'm a leader Cella Dwella general. Told you what my pen'll do I'll send a few that'll spin ‘em just like a centrifuge Many'll lose in a few. Who want to duel? Yeah. I get busy for real My verse spill, cost a quarter of a mill Cut a check [Hook: U.G.] (x2) Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, three eyes Two souls too cold in my warm bed I mean, everything was wrong but the god's head Soon as the light came through, n***a, the dark fled