Ain't given a moment to relax If given a moment I relapse Ain't gotta problem with hollering shalom when Solomon's All in the bottom of three texts Gotta know how to follow the pretext All on Apollo no Greek text Got 'em throwing they bodies right off of the bridge With the kids yelling momma now me next Gonna build a tower Now they gonna make us climb it They gonna bill us for ever dull minute of blindness Stating our ills are behind us I'm from the States where we fill up with violence I got a tank I'ma spill in your climate We all afraid to evolve when our faith is involved 'Cause we'd hate to believe we we're primates
But we still beating our chest daily Got that freedom to go beat a man to death on TV Got that eagle in the sky, 'cause the desert never lies But it's eye is too evil for the breast I see
Gotta hand on Janet's damn it gonna make 'em panic And it's in a state where they incarcerate at a rate You could state as manic Now they share a border a culture and language But still can't relate to Hispanics Now I ain't talking 'bout all of 'em no sir and thank you I say to a hate you can't manage Now I can escape with my manners But I can't escape what a man is We made him an animal, showed him a cannon ball You ain't escaping the manor Now could you relate to the Tanner's? Or could they have made them more tanner? If you could relate then I'm sorry I know that you're probably hating my grammar
Generations, you still Caitlyn Jenner hatin' You still painting saints against the walls Through men enslaved had made them You design it can't define it why you blind without a light lit You reliant on a science you can't wait to blame on Satan
You put your hand up on the Bible Then they put the Bible on us Like a tyrant upon us, or a tyrannosaurus Then they say it walked with man and how their science supports it But it's still the same old hand that's made to lie and face the chorus Hide the wine replace the cork 'cause They say ain't no time made for us Why would I go raise a sword when I could write a mighty fortress? And go ride into the story with a cape I made from wool To fight that Tiger in the forest or should I say the Woods You shine a light on who he's banging, yes, the truth is in the goods Tried to get Nike for the hanging, yes, like shoes in Inglewood They said winning takes care of everything and it's true and understood 'Cause they let it fall in Bangladesh the roof was made of wood
See how I used those three woods in a fairway? (See how I used those three woods in a fairway?) Thought I hit it good but I couldn't get no airplay (Thought I hit it good but I couldn't get no airplay) Lost my best balls tryna focus on the green (Lost my best balls tryna focus on the green) Couldn't see I was headed toward a damn rake (Couldn't see I was headed toward a damn rake)
Little humor, little better Got a man so quick and clever Gotta do stand up to get a hand up Making a brand of this guilty pleasure Gotta get a car alarm for my Lambo Gotta get rid of this filthy sweater I need all the awards you can hand over Marlon Brando and Littlefeather Now look back at that award show, no grin, fast pace To when that crook Mack took four of those All wins and a happy face Got a shook after they forced the vote To put that pimp back in that last place And he stood there acting like it's yours yo But the shit's still sittin' in his glass case
Now who am I to judge? I ain't a humble man I ain't a beast neither, more like a gun in hand Call it a peace keeper, I ain't tryna snub a man 'Cause six shots ain't enough mother fuckerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
