Jase - Our Father (feat. Ra'Siah) Lyrics

Yeah it's true I been gone for a while
Back with a new flow and a new style
Only choke when she asks me to
Please believe this ain't no eight mile
Mic in hand stamina like I ran eight miles
Spin a man leave man more than riled
Come like ghost pepper there ain't nothing mild
Young nigga too vile, come sick like bile
Come sick like vomit, straight from the stomach
Music man love it, just wanna make sutten
Money I'm on it, organic man want it
Blow like bombing, run tings like Silver
Nah f*ck that I run tings like I'm Shadow
If it's lyrical warfare man's got ammo
No fashion ting when I say I'm in camo
Eating this riddim it's coming like tacos

Had to dip out of the music one time
Lost love, couldn't find my mojo
Now these riddims just hold beatings
I should call them Mojo Jojo
Got gyal tryna' assess my psyche
Cause she thinks I'm loco loco
I just really wanna count the money
But this ain't no version of Soco Soco
I ain't no French footballer but
When I touch mic yeah its Griezzman
And man don't wanna see me firing shots
Have man like "why you talking about me fam?"
Truthfully I wasn't even sending shots
But my bro if the shoe fits then wear it
And think wisely about your next move
Cah these 16s can get so scary

Our father who art in heaven
Lord forgive me if I start shelling
Anyone within range can catch it
Please believe me I'm not messing
I said
Our father who art in heaven
Lord forgive me if I start shelling
Anyone within range can catch it
Please believe me I'm not messing

Say hi to your highness
Let me quick remind em' what grime is
What? every thing and a vibe is what i miss
Got that heat revive your block sinus
Top everybody inside your top rhymers
They haven't clocked everything I write's timeless
Inside every line is a virus it be so ill so cold in the minus
Honeybear murking, my ways different
Plotting and working, my days different
Properly twerking, my baes different
Sauce on a jerk ting, my yé's different
Ra'siah murking, i stay different
My fire burning, i blaze different
Your bae lurking
She want me cuz i put that work in
My pace different
Look
Can't challenge my pen game
Always on target I got peng aim
My powers make them Marvel
If you try test then it's end game
Look
Na don't try the man
You might see me swinging like spiderman
I use my hands when shit gets sticky
But couple of my G's got the iron man
I'm higher man, was fly now i'm flyer man
Admire man I do what I does
Honeybear still ride the back of the bus
Gyal at the motive asking for us
Hard work ain't tasking for us
Cuz' we real up north niggas graft in the mud
And we graft in the dirt,
But stay clean
Left sheff city when turned eighteen
I was there in manny moving on the bait scene
Now I'm back in sheff n' i'm tryna make green
Tryna' get shows tryna get seen
I got next flows bro what do ya' mean
I'm a f*cking badman and i'm on my deen
Where you at, where you gone, where you been man

I don't need the rest anyway