(Just like the scripture said
I know where we landed now, it feels so familiar
Back in the middle of everything, they got plans, made with human hands)
(Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah)
Yeah, you ain't never seen it like this, flow so
So nice, it's the nicest, yeah, I can drop some bombs like I'm
They don't really wanna talk, please, stay silent
If you think this is too aggressive, take a breath in, cause I'm your motherf*ckin' pilot
Most of y'all don't, don't wanna play my game
Cause I blame Nintendo, this just ain't how y'all were raised
I don't really, I don't really wanna practice, I'm player one
Y'all the actors
So, well, just get in the back, while I'm
While I'm workin' on my magic
I'm cookin' up some acid, I'm a, I'm a fool with the voodoo
When I move through the static, zoomin' through traffic, they'll call it rappin, I'm more like rabid
Y'all just can't imagine
All of y'all is off your addies, all of y'all is all for status, all of y'all get off them tablets
I can't take my time, man
I stay the f*ck offline, man
I might go from this mortal mind to bein' reborn like Osiris
The likes of the most highest
All praise be to the ones chosen, to both kill and build and beat, Bezelbum
I'd raise the beast just to make him praise
Fall face first, on his hands and feet
Crawl, like a serpent, and as hard as it seems
It's harder to be, a king turned servant
Than a servant turned king, do you really deserve it?
Or does the devil deceive us with greed, deceive us with screens
Devices keep us divided, and our vice is like killin' the vibe
CGI, AI, makes me wonder what's real at all
Is it a deep fake, a deep state mirage, could leave you questionin' God
Like if we seen Jesus
Descend in on CNN, would we trust what we saw?
I'm losin' my sense of my timing, I'm losin' my sense of my logic
I'm losin' my sense of my prophet, I'm losin' my sense of Mohammed
I'm losin' my sense of myself
Lord, I need a little help, I can do it, I can do it all, but I'm kinda turnin' toward the devil
Almost every f*ckin' day, I blow my face into a haze tryin' to find a little patience
That shit a virtue, I do it for you, before I start thinkin' I'm against the Lord too
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(Just like the scripture said
I know where we landed now, it feels so familiar
Back in the middle of everything, they got plans, made with human hands)
(Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah)
Yeah, you ain't never seen it like this, flow so
So nice, it's the nicest, yeah, I can drop some bombs like I'm
They don't really wanna talk, please, stay silent
If you think this is too aggressive, take a breath in, cause I'm your motherf*ckin' pilot
Most of y'all don't, don't wanna play my game
Cause I blame Nintendo, this just ain't how y'all were raised
I don't really, I don't really wanna practice, I'm player one
Y'all the actors
So, well, just get in the back, while I'm
While I'm workin' on my magic
I'm cookin' up some acid, I'm a, I'm a fool with the voodoo
When I move through the static, zoomin' through traffic, they'll call it rappin, I'm more like rabid
Y'all just can't imagine
All of y'all is off your addies, all of y'all is all for status, all of y'all get off them tablets
I can't take my time, man
I stay the f*ck offline, man
I might go from this mortal mind to bein' reborn like Osiris
The likes of the most highest
All praise be to the ones chosen, to both kill and build and beat, Bezelbum
I'd raise the beast just to make him praise
Fall face first, on his hands and feet
Crawl, like a serpent, and as hard as it seems
It's harder to be, a king turned servant
Than a servant turned king, do you really deserve it?
Or does the devil deceive us with greed, deceive us with screens
Devices keep us divided, and our vice is like killin' the vibe
CGI, AI, makes me wonder what's real at all
Is it a deep fake, a deep state mirage, could leave you questionin' God
Like if we seen Jesus
Descend in on CNN, would we trust what we saw?
I'm losin' my sense of my timing, I'm losin' my sense of my logic
I'm losin' my sense of my prophet, I'm losin' my sense of Mohammed
I'm losin' my sense of myself
Lord, I need a little help, I can do it, I can do it all, but I'm kinda turnin' toward the devil
Almost every f*ckin' day, I blow my face into a haze tryin' to find a little patience
That shit a virtue, I do it for you, before I start thinkin' I'm against the Lord too
I know where we landed now, it feels so familiar
Back in the middle of everything, they got plans, made with human hands)
(Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah, Subhan Allah)
Yeah, you ain't never seen it like this, flow so
So nice, it's the nicest, yeah, I can drop some bombs like I'm
They don't really wanna talk, please, stay silent
If you think this is too aggressive, take a breath in, cause I'm your motherf*ckin' pilot
Most of y'all don't, don't wanna play my game
Cause I blame Nintendo, this just ain't how y'all were raised
I don't really, I don't really wanna practice, I'm player one
Y'all the actors
So, well, just get in the back, while I'm
While I'm workin' on my magic
I'm cookin' up some acid, I'm a, I'm a fool with the voodoo
When I move through the static, zoomin' through traffic, they'll call it rappin, I'm more like rabid
Y'all just can't imagine
All of y'all is off your addies, all of y'all is all for status, all of y'all get off them tablets
I can't take my time, man
I stay the f*ck offline, man
I might go from this mortal mind to bein' reborn like Osiris
The likes of the most highest
All praise be to the ones chosen, to both kill and build and beat, Bezelbum
I'd raise the beast just to make him praise
Fall face first, on his hands and feet
Crawl, like a serpent, and as hard as it seems
It's harder to be, a king turned servant
Than a servant turned king, do you really deserve it?
Or does the devil deceive us with greed, deceive us with screens
Devices keep us divided, and our vice is like killin' the vibe
CGI, AI, makes me wonder what's real at all
Is it a deep fake, a deep state mirage, could leave you questionin' God
Like if we seen Jesus
Descend in on CNN, would we trust what we saw?
I'm losin' my sense of my timing, I'm losin' my sense of my logic
I'm losin' my sense of my prophet, I'm losin' my sense of Mohammed
I'm losin' my sense of myself
Lord, I need a little help, I can do it, I can do it all, but I'm kinda turnin' toward the devil
Almost every f*ckin' day, I blow my face into a haze tryin' to find a little patience
That shit a virtue, I do it for you, before I start thinkin' I'm against the Lord too
Writer: Nick McGuire
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