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On God

 

On God

(альбом: On God - 2019)


Truth
Truth to me is exactly what happened
Now how you see it
Now how they see it
It just is what it is
On god
Always say "On god"
That's like our next level of truth
It goes from us just having a convo on the street
To divine intervention
And this' my truth
My testament
On god

I don't love my enemies
Or no weapons formed for me
This my truth, my testament
On god, on god
I fight demons sent for me
Bust my lip for a symphony
Test my limits faithfully
On god, on god
Dot my I's, crossing my T's
Hope my pride don't intervene
Just keep that same energy
On god, on god

I done upgraded by beats, war on the streets
All these blood diamonds warring for peace as Mahatma speaks
Move the family all out on the sneak, ain't gotta creep
Got a sniper reach, top to your feet be obsolete
I'm the complete opposite from popping it
Go hit your mama crib in silence on some politics
We gon' slap the smack up on your back just like some bumper stickers
We don't need a bunch of niggas, choppers on us, bunch of [?]
All this hot hit, got 'em dropping like it's summer season
We the topic of conversation, let [?]
Niggas tryna fill my shoes, bitch these knits is orthopedic
Next extendos on the hammer, we just go to court to beat it, ooh
Thirty on the wrist and plus what's underneath it
Swerve out with them sticks and get some rubber heated
Run all in your shit but I don't really need it
Yeah, we got haters taking shifts but we undefeated, ooh

I don't love my enemies
Or no weapons formed for me
This my truth, my testament
On god, on god
I fight demons sent for me
Bust my lip for a symphony
Test my limits faithfully
On god, on god
Dot my I's, crossing my T's
Hope my pride don't intervene
Just keep that same energy
On god, on god

I am a Blood, I am a Crip
I'm from the Watts Bloods, I'm from the Venice Crips
And you destroying yourself in the name of what?
Tribalism, and because your have become enemies of yourself
You can never deal with the real enemy because you're so divided

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