Rappin for Jesus

Yeah, check it, check it, check it out Uh, check out the rhyme one more time So I ain't got to work at checkout, express line With 15 or less, let me express mine You've heard everyone else's style, except mine Yeah, ask the manager, I'm no amateur Wide lens aperture, world view capturer Still I'm at the Whole Foods after your paper or plastic please, so would you hurry up It's like I can't breathe until 6: 30 up Link up with fellow MCs, drink a 40 up Burn up, like a flint of a candle The only thing I can do is ramble, the beats that I sample The shiver in the boots Movie-like flow [?] running through What you wanna do? Give up the only good thing that you ever knew It's time we stopped chasing a dream and see it coming true Nobody's feeling that no more I said, go on homie tell me what you rapping for? It's nothing like it was before I said, go on homie tell me what you rapping for? I said, go on homie tell me what you rapping for? So don't be doing that no more I said, go on homie tell me what you rapping for? 2] I still got a 9th grade mind state Throw the food for my plate If you get in my way They went from missing me to listening to my tape Now they want to kick it because everything going so great But, when it was bad they were gone I was forced to go it alone But it's ok, it made me strong As long as I can write I'm never wrong To squash it whatever the cost is It's hard to kick push when they're flipping like [?] Broke the last straw, the last line they crossed it I'm just trying to wriggle on back before the worst This nonsense around us Just let the sound surround us If the music is your god, then we see him as boundless I found this out without a doubt for sure When I finish what I set out for My goal

NO OH HOPE HOPE I've been thinking bout that situation in Ukraine Instead of posting on it i'ma pray I miss the old days Before the phones and the social haze where everybody wants to be famous Shits overrated Jesus Christ if you really save I dedicate my life to your name Cuz i'ma still drink i'ma still smoke I don't give a fuck cuz I've been so slow I tried to care it about this world is a mess and no One cares about you I gotta get my bag up Before this place is in ashes If it all goes down in flames Something's gotta change The waters are rising War is starting again (Oh again) Even when it seems gone You gotta keep dreaming on Even when it seems gone You gotta keep dreaming on Yeah it all falls down WHEWW When it all falls down You still get up Dust yourself off the floor Walk out and shut the door And all you want is Love & peace & When you find yourself out in the streets Cuz the energy you put into the world You get it right back Hold on to yourself & all the the people that you love, love And all you want is Boats off the gulf shore & Boots on the top floor You know the usual hand me a coors I promise one day we'll be alright I promise one day we'll be alright

Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club I got a ho named Reel-to-Reel She got a buddy named SP 12, now you know the deal We gets freaky in the studio late night That's why the beats that you hear are coming real tight Something to roll to, something to stroll to If you's a playa in the game this will hold you Mo money, mo money for the bank roll Stick to the script, don't slip in the '94 A lot of fools put salt in the game To where these women get the notion that they running the game huh I run my own and I'm my own self person No respect make the situation worsen Fillmore, H.P., and Sunnydale There's a playaz club everywhere you dwell Lakeview, P.H., and Army Street A different part of town a different kind of freak I just wiggle my toes on a mink rug And press play on the remote at the playaz club Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club From day one I had to get my money right Me, Fly, and Franky J we took a airplane flight huh They wanted to hear a rap I said alright bet We dropped the beat and grabbed the mic then they wrote a check A few G's for the pocket no hesitation Took a flight back to the Golden State and Shops made orders from a whole new capital The word was gettin' out 4-Tay's out rappable Don't need a Glock but I bought one just in case Suckas try to stop me from pursuing my paper chase Cause the chase is on because it don't stop I got the beat and got the rap you make the Glock pop So treacherous suckas couldn't sweat this on a bad day By the way just in case you never heard Rappin 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip Never trippin' off them suckas popping off at the lip I pop the top off the drank and we can roll some dank bro Leave the Gat at the house bring some dominoes Take off your shoes relax and get a body rub And shoot your macking at these women at the playaz club Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club You can't resist it but don't get it twisted V.I.P. that means the number's not listed Membership is based on clout and how you carry yourself Now homie what you all about? I stack paper and kick it with the O.G's Some got a nine-to-five some drink a lot of keys You can learn a whole lot from a playa A lot of these playas make a damn good rhyme sayer A lot of people get a misconception And start drifting in the wrong direction Miss goody two shoe I' see you later I ain't got time you ain't nothing but a playa-hater I'd rather kick it with the crew in Arizona They chop game like we do in California Another show another flow a new bank account But cash money comes in large amounts So get your membership but never slip to lame fast Or else Fly will have to tap that ass And drop you to the ground and make your knees scrub It's just an everyday thang at the playaz club

Aí rapaz, você que tá chegando no mó gás Se diz o enviado, o mensageiro da paz É um falso profeta, verdadeiro comédia Se você leu o livro eu escrevi a enciclopédia Em minha caminhada eu nunca te vi Sou pós-graduado, verdadeiro MC É eu faço parte do pelotão de elite Onde não há espaço pra quem não resiste Desiste, aqui não é lugar pra brincadeira Rap é coisa séria, não fala besteira Asneira, você fala que é do hip hop Pois todo mundo sabe que tu só quer ibope Tá vacilando, lá vai o fulano O rei da cocada se dizendo o malandro Acorda, se não tu acha um louco que te soca Fica bem pianinho pois você é um pipoca Se toca Não é por aí que a banda toca mané Vacilou na parada, é ruim de aturar Você dizer que o movimento é todo seu Cai na real, respeito é bom Você quando ouve um bom rap até passa mal Se toca, se toca mané Se toca Não é por aí que a banda toca mané Vacilou na parada, é ruim de aturar Você dizer que o movimento é todo seu Cai na real, respeito é bom Você quando ouve um bom rap até passa mal Eu sou do samba, do black, do rap, do gueto E você, zé ninguém? Inveja aquele que tanto trabalha e só faz o bem E ronca batendo no peito, dizendo que é a tradição No meio da rapaziada não vale um tostão Dinheiro, você cresce os zóio na parada Mas não tem proceder pra andar com a rapaziada Se destacou, os parceiro deixou Falou que já voltava e nunca mais voltou Se esqueceu, dos dias que viveu Aos manos de mili anos disse nem me viu Agora é tarde, perdeu a amizade E acabou sozinho, sem felicidade Tá afundando, não tá percebendo Então presta atenção com quem cê tá se envolvendo Já te avisei, segura o teu b.o Agindo desse jeito vais voltar ao pó Sai andando, faça-me o favor Aqui na banca você tá sujo Deu uma de sem-braço, fez papel de moleque Melhor tu dar um breque porque já virou manchete Se toca Não é por aí que a banda Que a banda toca mané Vacilou na parada, é ruim de aturar Você dizer que o movimento é todo seu Cai na real, respeito é bom Você quando ouve um bom rap até passa mal Se toca, se toca mané Se toca Pois não é por aí que a banda toca mané Vacilou na parada, é ruim de aturar Você dizer que o movimento é todo seu Cai na real, respeito é bom Você quando ouve um bom rap até passa mal Eu perdôo a sua atitude, faz isso querendo aparecer Se liga, humildade na vida é tudo se você quer vencer Que Deus lhe ilumine, lhe dê muita paz E te faça acreditar Que a malandragem da antiga é bom respeitar É danado na minha terra o nome dele é Zé Roela Prego e outras coisitas mais Mas em todas quebradas tem vacilão assim Dudu sabe como é Essas coisas acontecem nas melhores famílias É vai vendo Lá na quebrada lá, os cumpade resolve essa fita de outro jeito Daquele jeito com quem não tem respeito É mais tem que respeitar número baixo Se falar fosse bom, o corpo tinha duas boca malandro Vai vendo vacilão Vacilão