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Lyrics
VERSE ONE
Rap Jesus was just a warning, Rap Jesus was just a warm up
If thatās heat? Then this a torch then, rap beef? Stick a fork in
Pitchfork for that rap devil, shooting like Halo at that rap god
Iāma make this black n white, yāall white chalk on that blacktop
I grew up on that blacktop, I donāt talk shit behind laptops
Your hands hitting them spacebars, my handsāll hit your face dog
Better give me space dog, donāt enter a place of no return
Keep tabs on enemies and then turn they home into an urn
Man some people just wonāt learn, they always on that fuckshit
These trolls feed on newsfeeds like groupies who suck dick
And youāll soon see that I do me if you meet me in public
But you not, you Tupac, til I pull up in that truck bitch!
You comment like Iāma read what you write and critique what I write, what the fuck get a life
āYo wasup with his knife? Yo wasup with his beard??ā
But I bet you wonāt hear with a gun in your ear
And you running your mouth til that gun in your mouth
And you praying to God, but your luck running out
And Iām praying to God, cuz Iām losing my mind
But you talk about mine? Then you walk a thin line!!
So who want the smoke? Tell me cuz I wanna know, Iām ready to settle the score
Ready to kick in your door, you aināt ready to battle, you damn sure aināt ready for war
Too much to handle, Saint Mesus only a sample, I know you aināt ready for more
Follow the handle, @SaintMesus give all have til Iām dead and I head to the Lord
PRE-HOOK
Our Father, who art in Heaven
No devil, but Iām not a Reverend
Pour my heart out, in this art Iām penning
Iām just trying to play my part until itās Armageddon
HOOK
I know I know, they aināt bout that lifeā¦ they aināt bout that life
I know I know, they aināt got no stripesā¦ they aināt got no stripes
I know I know, we are not alikeā¦ we are not alike
Cuz Iām the type that live it, you the type that spit it on the mic!
So listen up, I been nice for long enough
Oh you think you're tough? I'm the type to call your bluff
Yea you pussy boy, donāt push me boy cuz you aināt strong enough
This is Armageddon, come and get it, hope you armored up!!
VERSE TWO
I know I know Iām a living idol til the day I die, but I resent the title
Cuz I know I wonāt ever measure up to the One up in the sky that was sent in the Bible
So fuckboys gone fuck boys and my homeboys gone fuck girls
And Iām just finna post up holding both nuts, fuck the world
Cuz I am problem that no one is solving and only evolving this only the start and
I promise you Iāma do more than you ever thought possible God is my witness and all the Apostles
Iām sent on a Mission with full tunnel vision while bitches are bitching bout every decision
I sit and I listen and think to myself wishing they would just mind their own business
I know my assignment Iām growing and climbing a mile a minute while on the road driving
Into the next city and crowd Iāma dive in, so if theyāre still sleeping, then I pile-drive them
My eyes on the prize and my hand on a bag, other handās on strap if a crook wanna jack
Yo itās no looking back, my boy Cal got my back and I put that shit on the ACal on my back...
PRE-HOOK
Our Father, who art in Heaven
No devil, but Iām not a Reverend
Pour my heart out, in this art Iām penning
Iām just trying to play my part until itās Armageddon
HOOK
I know I know, they aināt bout that lifeā¦ they aināt bout that life
I know I know, they aināt got no stripesā¦ they aināt got no stripes
I know I know, we are not alikeā¦ we are not alike
Cuz Iām the type that live it, you the type that spit it on the mic!
So listen up, I been nice for long enough
Oh you think you're tough? I'm the type to call your bluff
Yea you pussy boy, donāt push me boy cuz you aināt strong enough
This is Armageddon, come and get it, hope you armored up!!