Yo, yo, yo, yo, this is that new shit, you feel me?
DJ Fresh, Zion .I, God is us.
Shit is real in this cold world, some would call it purgatory.
Tempted by them demons, got me leanin', that's another story.
Spit my metaphors, tiger cage, let it roar.
You a homie, hush, is this a gospel that you can't ignore?
See I'm a freeman, all what you believe in.
Prayin' for salvation for my God, but he don't even.
Look a little like you can, boy, you trippin'.
Have faith within yourself, before you chase for something different.
That's the linchpin, henchman that you dope, what you sippin'?
A hundred hollow tips, we can change up the prediction.
Ain't no glass house, with a crystal ball, we can crash out.
But it's time to mash out, get cash till we pass out.
And pass it down to the seeds, what you chat bout?
Motivating minds, see the movement bout the Mack route.
Where you at, Mack TP, what's the sin in it?
Rotate like a rim, world of spin, time to get it in.
I've been down for a minute, now it's time to lift it up.
This the homie, make a sign, with my brothers in the cut.
Burnin' rubber, slippin' sideways, cut it, turn it up.
You ain't know, all we really got is us.
We've been down for a minute, now it's time to lift it up.
This the homie, make a sign, with my brothers in the cut.
Burnin' rubber, slippin' sideways, cut it, turn it up.
You ain't know, all we really got is us.
It ain't easy being genuine, blessings gotta let em in.
Swimming in the bonus, but we runnin' for them Vicodin.
Lost me on that hype again, that Hennessy of trees.
It kinda slow me down, pimp, I know it's just your steeds.
It's the breeze, big enough, to the pain, going dumb.
On cocaine, he be drinkin' in his brain, through his thumbs.
Purple rain, see them chains, hard to run.
When them poles see them pants, and they hang from your bum.
Just a black sheep, trainin' on the back streets for scum.
It's what they say, tryin' to play you for crumbs.
My new letter, cousin, you can choose better.
Don't let nobody make you a fool, a cruel setup.
In this lifetime, livin' mental slaves.
Rearrange the pattern in your mind and misbehave.
Go against the grain, and make some change for yourself
and the family.
Proud of who you are, see the flames, you understandin' me.
I've been down for a minute, now it's time to lift it up.
This the homie, make a sign, with my brothers in the cut.
Burnin' rubber, slippin' sideways, cut it, turn it up.
You ain't know, all we really got is us.
We've been down for a minute, now it's time to lift it up.
This the homie, make a sign, with my brothers in the cut.
Burnin' rubber, slippin' sideways, cut it, turn it up.
You ain't know, all we really got is us.
