Amen (Intro)
(专辑: No Dope On Sundays - 2017)
Turbulence is the
price you pay For flyin high Through all the
hell and high water you kept us You brought us to this point Regardless of what we had to deal with Because you love us so much Now bless each and every one of us Keep all of us In your love and care (CyHi!) Amen From where the
gangstas die young and the
rats die faster So, when my shooter spread this Mac Live shatter 'round, 'round Like, "who gives a
fuck if Black Lives Matter?" Wash the
blood off his hands and then get baptized after I'm the
new testament, the
last five chapters And God said he would come back by rapture The
Lord even lets me lie about the
pastures So, I
never told the
truth to the
plain clothes This is flashbacks of bullet holes in my Durango Better have a
raincoat if we ever see them bastards Mix the
pink sleeping pills with the
powder in the
sifter Stepping on the
dope like an Alpha Phi Alpha My bitch screaming (skee-wee) We all about the
Cream and Wheat Taylor made nigga, everything ain't what it seem to be Triple beam dreams, niggas Martin Luther King a
key Me and Ye' feel like Jay and Memphis Bleek to me The
only difference is that it cost a
little more to speak to me 'Cause around here it cost 100 for a
meet and greet Varsity in two sports, my reputation preceded me But the
trunk PAC 10, so I
never played collegiately BIG 12-gauge to WAC a
nigga in the
SEC And that's a
second, my mind's a
MAC-11 I
might not hit nothing, but ya'll know that I
was present See me and a
bear in the
woods, then help the
bear then Huh, my life is Leonardo in The
Revenant Listening to lead playing I
ain't talking Zeppelin Boston George before we got the
blow I'm out here Johnny Depp'n The
only thing that police 'gon find on me is a
weapon Blessings, never believe in luck Read the
signs at the
lake, it told you, "don't feed the
ducks", so keep it up (huh) And you'll be back to selling Cuties In the
hood you get shot or you go out like Fela Kuti Let the
church say Amen Let this urge every man From the
curb to the
pen From a
bird to a
ten 'Til bullets burn through your skin To a
hearse from a
Benz Let the
church say Amen Every curse, every sin Every smirk, every grin Every verse, every friend Follow every word in this hymn 'Til the
Earth's very end Let the
church say Amen Fist fights with a
murderer I
had to let him win, 'cause if I
didn't, he the
type to come back and murder ya'' Take ya' somewhere and bury ya' I
was barely seventeen, rolling with some killas' that was 30 plus Shoulda' left these niggas earlier (huh) But I
was broke as fuck in the
streets, I
was trying to get me a
burger, bro Plus the
bag they was serving us I
would break a
quarter pound to seven grams, off a
Vick I
could get dirty bucks Fuck being conservative, I
was tryna' serve it up Stir it up, rather sell a
bird then be a
burglar A
third of us, riding 'round trying find a
purchaser With my lil' Spanish chick usually as my interpreter For some years I
haven't heard from her That was my lil' sweetie pie, can't believe I
deserted her She used to let me hide my weed in the
furniture But I
had to leave, 'cause only good deed she was worthy of The
story of a
journeyer, who made it out the
wilderness No feelings 'cause I
met a
lot of villains on my pilgrimage God told me, "son, never settle like the
pilgrims did" So, I
bought a
convertible I
don't know where the
ceiling is I'm here to restore the
pillages of villages I
brought enough food for thought to feed a
million kids How a
young nigga come up with this brilliant shit "Who you think built the
pyramids?" May the
church say Amen Let this urge every man From the
curb to the
pen From a
bird to a
ten 'Til bullets burn through your skin To a
hearse from a
Benz Let the
church say Amen Every curse, every sin Every smirk, every grin Every verse, every friend Follow every word in this hymn 'Til the
Earth's very end May the
church say Amen Thou (one!) shall not, see a
cell block and not have no paper stashed so he could bail out Never (two!) sell rocks on a
Sunday, yeah I
know the
streets is cold but nigga Hell's hot All this (three!) spiritual warfare's got me shell-shocked Ye should never tell just to avoid a
jail cot (Four!) And this is for you male thots, roommates should help with the
bills if you living at your female's spot (Five!) Thou shall not steal, not even from the
rich But the
plug you tryna' run up on should front a
brick (Six!) Thou shall not kill, 'cause everyone exists for a
reason But I
still keep a
hundred sticks (Seven!) Promise this, ye will always be truthful Never pick sides, ye should always think neutral (Eight!) The
next commandment I'm 'bout to bring is crucial Thou shall never misuse friends, ye should make themselves useful (Nine!) Thou shall not seek nobody else approval Ye who is frugal, being broke is youthful (Ten!) But even Adam was at Christian Louboutin and bought Eve a
pair, ye shall always be fruitful (Eleven!) And we keep banana clips, devil we rebuke you You can only be the
chosen one if you choose to (Twelve!) Take care of ya' family and your crew too And may thou life be beautiful, Amen