Lyrics

Typical wordplay and syllable Then he get on interview Talkin bout he lyrical Picture me young I resented you Integral Principles Pinnacle Offended you Think about ya words and the literal Weight on the soul I can bench that and more Hit you with a bow What you want with the flow You will drown Get a boat We don't Just speak Boy we enun Ciate the Word to demons And I remember days as a peon Watching you on tv and seeing you st st stutter When the beat on The heat on What they really know about us. What they really know about you And what they really know about me I'ma tell em that truth I don't even know yall Yall fake and I mean that I'ma queen and I Seen it all And my wisdom high You should know I can peep the lie Run the streets at night I remember days I was growing up Tryna find my way I was glowing up The block is like a maze Always something up Never watchin what I say I aint know enough A lot of yall falling for anything A lot of yall pawns Need a king I just give God on the feature Repeat His word He the speaker Speak When I'm rhyming on the beat Speak When I'm rhyming on the beat It's Mesha on the track Back to rap Cause I know you gots to have it Boycott on the air waves I ain't even going back for one day I'ma ride I'ma ride In the peace and the quiet Til they let my record spin on the air waves We done We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough Boycott on the air waves I ain't even going back for one day I'ma ride I'ma ride In the peace and the quiet Til they let my record spin on the air waves We done We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough Minimal words turn to ridicule They be tryna finish you When the word biblical If I say God Ima criminal Guilty of offending you Lock me in the clinical They can steady feed you subliminals Without being subliminal I showed you before My generation slave to some porn And a phone Do you the see the control The devil aint wearin a red dress They tellin you that So you can shrink and relax I'ma give you the facts. See He really distracts you With the thing that attracts you From the truth that I rap Funny how when I'm going places I be rapping but ain't going places They hate I really read my Word And be on stages They hate I really give em words That'll kill Satan Why you think I go to war When the beat playin So I know with the tongue I'ma keep slaying Yak yak Sixteen bars of bombs when this piece spraying Yak yak Even if my song never replayin I'ma scream Jesus is the King When he DJing What they really thought Bout a young g Matter fact I already know They expected I would be the next kid To give up rapping for the Lord And help they army grow I'ma let these hits go I put that on my Uh Let my word be my word And the rest be What you say behind my back don't affect me What you say to my face Might upset me I'm still a fighter But I'm working on it But the battle ain't mine so It's no opponent Stray verses might hit you Leave you in a coma Boycott on the air waves I ain't even going back for one day I'ma ride I'ma ride In the peace and the quiet Til they let my record spin on the air waves We done We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough Boycott on the air waves I ain't even going back for one day I'ma ride I'ma ride In the peace and the quiet Til they let my record spin on the air waves We done We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough We done had enough
Writer(s): Marcellius Hamilton, Rhonda Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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