Different

(álbum: GODSPEED - 2021)

We want an agreement by which we can live or die
You choose
Jacko
Safe to say that shit is different
Shit is different now, much
Uh, safe to say that shit is different
Shit is different now, uh (Jacko)

Fresher than your newborn, these mashups handicapped
Thank God I got two arms, going ambidextrous
What hand you roll up with?
Audemar stay celibate, no time for the fuck-shit
Cleanup on aisle five, way, way too much drip (Drip)
Game over like Flip, keep that thang all on my hip
Out the blue just like a Crip (What up, cuz?)
You'll get mopped up if you slip (Jacko)
Constipated, save that shit
Or when the blood run off your lip (Yeah, uh)
Girls can't leave me, wetter than Fiji 'cause I'm on TV, dawg (Yeah)
In my prime, doing my time, feeling like PG, dawg (P)
Mamba mental, got me feeling way too GG, dawg
Smoking on that diesel, fuck it then, that's three-peat, dawg
I'm the captain Phil Jackson, run the plank up the board
Baddies proper, I would cop ya, but my roster is full (Yes)
Everybody wanna be Jordan, but slacking on their Pippen
Legs up, we dripping (Jacko)
If you never took them shots then you missing

This shit is different now
Candy be flipping, might get to tripping now (Nigga, what?)
Risk it to flicking, we in the kitchen now, bitch
All that wishing, we did this without, shit (Hey)
Safe to say that shit is different now
Candy be flipping, might get to tripping now (Nigga, what?)
Risk it to flicking, we in the kitchen now, bitch
All that wishing, we did this without, shit (Jacko)

Is it too much to ask you to grant us human dignity? Should we be put down and shot to death for this request? If so, you can aim your guns. What the hell do you think we care about dying if you're gonna deny us the right to live?

John Cena fees (Wow), who is seeing me? (Who?)
You ain't even believe in Jesus (No), why you got a Jesus piece? (Why?)
Got niggas hunting for your egg, just like Easter be (Woo)
Please don't die tonight, got dynamite, that TNT (Boom)
Bust down, bust down, bust down, call this perfect timing
Prolly get it Audemar, the way this shit's aligning (What?)
On a mission, (Hey) palms itching, (Hey) we got something (Hey) for that tension (Hey, hey)
We don't clock out, fuck a pension
Don't compare me to nobody, bitch, I'm— fuck