Armageddon
Rap Jesus was just a warning, Rap Jesus was just a warm up
If that’s heat? Then this a torch then, rap beef? Stick a fork in
Pitchfork for that rap devil, shooting like Halo at that rap god
I’ma make this black n white, y’all white chalk on that blacktop
I grew up on that blacktop, I don’t talk shit behind laptops
Your hands hitting them space bars, my hands’ll hit your face dog
Better give me space dog, don’t enter a place of no return
Keep tabs on enemies and then turn they home into an urn
Man some people just won’t learn, they always on that fuckshit
These trolls feed on news feeds like groupies who suck dick
And you’ll soon see 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 I’ma read what you write and critique what I write
What the fuck get a life “Yo wasup with his knife? Yo wasup with his beard??”
But I bet you won’t 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 I’m praying to God, cuz I’m 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, I’m ready to settle the score
Ready to kick in your door, you ain’t ready to battle, you damn sure ain’t ready for war
Too much to handle, Saint Mesus only a sample, I know you ain’t ready for more
Follow the handle, SaintMesus give all have til I’m dead and I head to the Lord
Our Father, who art in Heaven
No devil, but I’m not a Reverend
Pour my heart out, in this art I’m penning
I’m just trying to play my part until it’s Armageddon
I know I know, they ain’t bout that life… they ain’t bout that life
I know I know, they ain’t got no stripes… they ain’t got no stripes
I know I know, we are not alike… we are not alike
Cause I’m 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, don’t push me boy cause you ain’t strong enough
This is Armageddon, come and get it, hope you armored up!!
I know I know I’m a living idol til the day I die, but I resent the title
Cause I know I won’t 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 I’m just finna post up holding both nuts, fuck the world
Cause I am problem that no one is solving
And only evolving this only the start and
I promise you I’ma do more than you ever thought possible
God is my witness and all the Apostles
I’m 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
That they would just mind their own business
I know my assignment I’m growing and climbing
A mile a minute while on the road driving
Into the next city and crowd I’ma dive in
So if they’re still sleeping, then I pile drive em
My eyes on the prize and my hand on a bag
Other hand’s on strap if a crook wanna jack
Yo it’s no looking back, my boy Cal got my back
And I put that shit on the ACal on my back...
Our Father, who art in Heaven
No devil, but I’m not a Reverend
Pour my heart out, in this art I’m penning
I’m just trying to play my part until it’s Armageddon
I know I know, they ain’t bout that life… they ain’t bout that life
I know I know, they ain’t got no stripes… they ain’t got no stripes
I know I know, we are not alike… we are not alike
Cause I’m 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, don’t push me boy cause you ain’t strong enough
This is Armageddon, come and get it, hope you armored up!!