Top Songs By Cellus Hamilton
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
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