Woah! Woah! Woah!
Like woah woah!
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Holy shit
Welcome his holiness
Broke down the levee
He flow in like holy water
Holy moly master ceremonies
Killing lyricisms call it holy slaughter
You are witnessing the holy grail
They used to call that boy a holy terror
They don't think I'll start the holy era
They don't think that I could be the pharaoh
But he's too Joe Blow to be Jehovah right?
Holy Ghost? He more like poltergeist
I'm too massive for the masses
I'll blast off on you assholes if you gas me
N**** I am in a master class
My n**** ask about me
Might act irash'
I might bash you bitches
Once apathetic lacksidasy'
Bastard rap meets it's master
I'll have 'em gasping like
"Woah woah!"
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Y'all must be offa' the rock
If you think you f*cking with Rashad
Last year I was try'na be King of the World
Now I'm try'na be a god
Holy Jesus
Hell is freezing over
Three below anemic
Holy ghosts and demons
Smoking dope and scheming
Had 'em sleepy, dreaming
'Till they woke up screaming
"Whats real?"
Anything other than myself is a lie
Bitch I am nothing if I'm not divine
Ice in my veins, genius in my mind
You prayed for the light
I landed from the sky
You could only dream of reaching this high
F*ck with me you couldn't be me if you tried
F*ck with me you could never touch the vibe
I'm in this element until I die
Lately I been out of my element
Second guessing every effort
Obsessively yelling
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woah woah
Woe woe woe woe woe woe woe
If I'm a god then this is deicide
Free the demons from my mind
And let me be alive
It's been a minute since I seen the sky
And lately, lately I've been acting like a giant
Trying reach the high yelling
"N**** fe-fi-fo-f*ck everything"
Let go of my better judgement
And just saying anything
Cloudy skies in my eyes looking kinda hazy
Then the storm arrives
And everyone looks at me like I'm crazy, well
Who's to say I don't pull sanity from insanity?
That I don't pull humility from vanity?
That I don't pull clarity from illusion?
That I don't pull reality from delusion?
Who's to say I'm a human?
I told you I was a god
Maybe that's a facade
Or maybe I hate being Rashad
Lately the man in the mirror is unfamiliar
And even worse he's staring back at me like
"Who are you n****?"
I used know that n****
Now when I look in his eyes
I see biblical pride, cyanide, and Mr. Hyde
I wish he'd die sometimes
And take me to amazing grace
Far away from all the hateful craziness
It's nothing but a masquerade
Everybody knows that n**** Gaston's
Just a brash asshole dickhead with a mask on
He's fake
Smoke and mirrors to cover his face
And if he's real
Then let me live in an altered state
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
Soothing my duality
Peel back the mask and reveal
I'm back tracking to days
When I felt trapped in myself
Praying to runaway
I wanna see the light
Wanna feel the sun and the sky
I wanna be high as heaven
I'm trapped inside of this hell
I'm scared that if I run away
From everything that makes me
That pretentious piece of shit
Then I'll be running from my f*cking self
Woah
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
R. Davis - Woah Woah! Lyrics
R. Davis - Woah Woah! Lyrics
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Woah! Woah! Woah!
Like woah woah!
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Holy shit
Welcome his holiness
Broke down the levee
He flow in like holy water
Holy moly master ceremonies
Killing lyricisms call it holy slaughter
You are witnessing the holy grail
They used to call that boy a holy terror
They don't think I'll start the holy era
They don't think that I could be the pharaoh
But he's too Joe Blow to be Jehovah right?
Holy Ghost? He more like poltergeist
I'm too massive for the masses
I'll blast off on you assholes if you gas me
N**** I am in a master class
My n**** ask about me
Might act irash'
I might bash you bitches
Once apathetic lacksidasy'
Bastard rap meets it's master
I'll have 'em gasping like
"Woah woah!"
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Y'all must be offa' the rock
If you think you f*cking with Rashad
Last year I was try'na be King of the World
Now I'm try'na be a god
Holy Jesus
Hell is freezing over
Three below anemic
Holy ghosts and demons
Smoking dope and scheming
Had 'em sleepy, dreaming
'Till they woke up screaming
"Whats real?"
Anything other than myself is a lie
Bitch I am nothing if I'm not divine
Ice in my veins, genius in my mind
You prayed for the light
I landed from the sky
You could only dream of reaching this high
F*ck with me you couldn't be me if you tried
F*ck with me you could never touch the vibe
I'm in this element until I die
Lately I been out of my element
Second guessing every effort
Obsessively yelling
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woah woah
Woe woe woe woe woe woe woe
If I'm a god then this is deicide
Free the demons from my mind
And let me be alive
It's been a minute since I seen the sky
And lately, lately I've been acting like a giant
Trying reach the high yelling
"N**** fe-fi-fo-f*ck everything"
Let go of my better judgement
And just saying anything
Cloudy skies in my eyes looking kinda hazy
Then the storm arrives
And everyone looks at me like I'm crazy, well
Who's to say I don't pull sanity from insanity?
That I don't pull humility from vanity?
That I don't pull clarity from illusion?
That I don't pull reality from delusion?
Who's to say I'm a human?
I told you I was a god
Maybe that's a facade
Or maybe I hate being Rashad
Lately the man in the mirror is unfamiliar
And even worse he's staring back at me like
"Who are you n****?"
I used know that n****
Now when I look in his eyes
I see biblical pride, cyanide, and Mr. Hyde
I wish he'd die sometimes
And take me to amazing grace
Far away from all the hateful craziness
It's nothing but a masquerade
Everybody knows that n**** Gaston's
Just a brash asshole dickhead with a mask on
He's fake
Smoke and mirrors to cover his face
And if he's real
Then let me live in an altered state
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
Soothing my duality
Peel back the mask and reveal
I'm back tracking to days
When I felt trapped in myself
Praying to runaway
I wanna see the light
Wanna feel the sun and the sky
I wanna be high as heaven
I'm trapped inside of this hell
I'm scared that if I run away
From everything that makes me
That pretentious piece of shit
Then I'll be running from my f*cking self
Woah
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
Like woah woah!
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Holy shit
Welcome his holiness
Broke down the levee
He flow in like holy water
Holy moly master ceremonies
Killing lyricisms call it holy slaughter
You are witnessing the holy grail
They used to call that boy a holy terror
They don't think I'll start the holy era
They don't think that I could be the pharaoh
But he's too Joe Blow to be Jehovah right?
Holy Ghost? He more like poltergeist
I'm too massive for the masses
I'll blast off on you assholes if you gas me
N**** I am in a master class
My n**** ask about me
Might act irash'
I might bash you bitches
Once apathetic lacksidasy'
Bastard rap meets it's master
I'll have 'em gasping like
"Woah woah!"
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody f*cking with the levels I ain't see 'em
Oh you try'na be the king?
N**** no no!
Only n**** on my team
Don't make me go omnipresent
While you moving like peasants
I move like a king
Now, tell me, who f*cking with me?
Nobody f*cking with me in my element
Why is you trying it?
Thinking you lions and tigers
You kittens you pussies
Ain't nobody buying it
When I arrive I had better hear fanfare
Where the trumpets? The violins?
I'm the antidote to vile men
I'm a prophet, bitch, I'm heaven sent
Y'all must be offa' the rock
If you think you f*cking with Rashad
Last year I was try'na be King of the World
Now I'm try'na be a god
Holy Jesus
Hell is freezing over
Three below anemic
Holy ghosts and demons
Smoking dope and scheming
Had 'em sleepy, dreaming
'Till they woke up screaming
"Whats real?"
Anything other than myself is a lie
Bitch I am nothing if I'm not divine
Ice in my veins, genius in my mind
You prayed for the light
I landed from the sky
You could only dream of reaching this high
F*ck with me you couldn't be me if you tried
F*ck with me you could never touch the vibe
I'm in this element until I die
Lately I been out of my element
Second guessing every effort
Obsessively yelling
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woe woe woe woah woah
Woe woe woe woe
Woe is me woe is me
Woah woah
Woe woe woe woe woe woe woe
If I'm a god then this is deicide
Free the demons from my mind
And let me be alive
It's been a minute since I seen the sky
And lately, lately I've been acting like a giant
Trying reach the high yelling
"N**** fe-fi-fo-f*ck everything"
Let go of my better judgement
And just saying anything
Cloudy skies in my eyes looking kinda hazy
Then the storm arrives
And everyone looks at me like I'm crazy, well
Who's to say I don't pull sanity from insanity?
That I don't pull humility from vanity?
That I don't pull clarity from illusion?
That I don't pull reality from delusion?
Who's to say I'm a human?
I told you I was a god
Maybe that's a facade
Or maybe I hate being Rashad
Lately the man in the mirror is unfamiliar
And even worse he's staring back at me like
"Who are you n****?"
I used know that n****
Now when I look in his eyes
I see biblical pride, cyanide, and Mr. Hyde
I wish he'd die sometimes
And take me to amazing grace
Far away from all the hateful craziness
It's nothing but a masquerade
Everybody knows that n**** Gaston's
Just a brash asshole dickhead with a mask on
He's fake
Smoke and mirrors to cover his face
And if he's real
Then let me live in an altered state
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
Soothing my duality
Peel back the mask and reveal
I'm back tracking to days
When I felt trapped in myself
Praying to runaway
I wanna see the light
Wanna feel the sun and the sky
I wanna be high as heaven
I'm trapped inside of this hell
I'm scared that if I run away
From everything that makes me
That pretentious piece of shit
Then I'll be running from my f*cking self
Woah
Fill a spliff up with thin air
And inhale truth
Then let me breathe reality
Writer: H. Bidinger, M. Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid