Simply the sickest simile to step in your vicinity
Mention me and watch the ministry in your assembly
Menacing the minuscule minds in rooms chat
I preach the word tunnel rat
Funny that's exactly how we all bust
True to the name that first called us
But y'all call us cocky like God didn't install us
Come on off the brain a bipolar rhyme, throw up
Too bad that's the rules of the culture, watch your shoulder
Brethren got boulders and holsters, don't slip
Y'all see the enemy when empire begin to rip
And then lift up eyes, no Philistine filling me
I feed young truth for the grow up, still he throw up
My ministry be kicking down walls for the build up
No revolution broadcast, fist up
I rip the mic like the night
Watch them archangels juggle the crossfaders
Y'all call it minor profit, I drop what's real major
Not so mainstager, push to the back
That's exactly how they do it, cause church folk get bougie
Interpret that loosely, it is what it is
But only truth intended, though people get offended
Ain't decided how to end it, cause I know what you're thinking
It's a typical tunnel rat topic, we alone rock it
God alone can stop it, cause he alone can start it
Hint's a little pretentious when you mention how we rip it
Dude's a little rude, bruised too many crews
Guaranteed to lose, I move when he do
Stuck at a level, parallel to the ground
Like you meant to, what you tapping into?
I ain't bluffing, I'm tired of rappers about nothing
And kids swear they rock it, every song same pocket
I'm waiting for the sky splitting, king of king enter
She kinda represent her from the states to the center
You wanna kill a kithie?
Re bake
You say what?
U got a9 in your pocket
Word for you Can't count it
Like the crazy *** that you just did
She can't knock out no one
The only thing I'm on a声