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Rick Ross

Scientology

 

Scientology

(album: Rather You Than Me - 2017)


Welcome to the Scientology of hip hop
Where you must sign a life long contract as well
Welcome (Maybach Music)

You're so lucky to grow and age, lucky to go insane
They say they spotted some cancer, mucus built on your brain
But you tell me to keep on praying, really this is a blessing
Many been long and gone, family your true possessions
Admit I made some mistakes, can't blame it on adolescence
So infected with greed, having something to see
I was running in circles and it was right next to me
This must have been God's wishes 'cause all my friends went to prison
Nothing like Bryan Williams but when they come home, I kiss 'em
Hold on, give me a second, refreshing my recollection
Labels, we playing chess, nothing I'm not contested
You niggas is stupid thinking Craig Kallman won't send his shooters
They've been robbing for years, no fear to blow out your noodles
Looking at B.I.G and Pac, imagining all the profits
Afeni sitting at home, Picture Me Rollin knocking
No royalties in her pocket, who really is there to blame?
Each man feed a man, children we get a gang
Scientology prophets, you better stay in your lane
Let me roll up some green

This game is economics, I pray you go back to college
All I'm seeing is bitches from Queens go back to Hollis
Made it without a father, my mother that I acknowledge
Know a crooked attorney, last name Sedlmayr
I'm breaching these contracts, preachers and gun claps
Smoking that Mike Dean until my lungs collapse
Bun B and Action Bronson, I'm seeing no colors
If you with me you with me, I'ma ride for my brother
Honor and pride, put the salaries aside
There's lead in the water, put your prayers in the sky
Respect me as a man as you looking in my eye
Let's address the past, won't be no problems down the line
See confederate flags but I got a flag of mine
Yeah, yeah, I got a flag of mine!
Yeah (bang!) we can do it then
I got that money for Lil Wayne, let's do it then

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