Boogly eyes gawkin' and gaggin' on gifts
Word, we all wonders when we wander on streets
Nah, we ain't hatin', the church will always ***
The streets accept faith more than faith leaders preach
Pastor, tell me what you're after
The bottom of the ladder is where you should be
Need to heed to the kingdom, serve out and feed them
Don't get mad cause my crew learn how to reach them
Extend a hand with open arms
Been hurt for so long, made us feel we don't belong
And we don't, I won't take you seriously
Talk about me, then you hug me
Better expect a rap that slaps like a snap
Frustrated like Dax, cause we mapped out the scene
So y'all could live your dreams in the name of Jehovah
Rhymin' on the Sabbath like
Yeah!
Hip-hop ain't over, now it's accepted
For the years we invested, and the years we were messed with
It's time to get blessed with a positive word
From all the crews that we serve
We got colors and textures of styles that they've learned
I'm a succulent spirit that spits the light web
The survivor and soldier within me dwell
It's about heaven and hell, heresy and to fail
Just ride the coattail, stay on the trail
It's about heaven and hell, heresy and to fail