Enter the mind of a real down southern
I get respect on the block like I'm the governor
The hoods last hope, so you know my tracks dope
Last day, last flow, coming from a bad (???)
I'm like J-City, bringing it to your city
Theory got the style of Martin Luther King Junior with him
Power of God just hit you like a ton of bricks
We in the house like LL on punishment
You hell bound? Let me shine the light on that there
Cause the devil tries to test us like a pap smear
The flow lacks flare(?) and I'm a faithful wordsmith
Yes, I do rap for God cause I ain't Satan's servant
Too many fakes perping,
Studio gangsters saying they about to get the 38 chirping (false alarm!)
You don't sell weed, we know you sniff coke
Stop flossing in my hood, there's cats in my hood that's broke
But hopefully I got their attention, like sit down! Shut up!
Now eat this! Brought to you by Jesus
I ain't a lame, I ain't ashamed to say His name, be this
Ya'll buck-heads duck feds and neighborhood polices like. . .
Huuuaah!
Yo, we came to get it crunk
Enough of ya'll airing out your dirty laundry, spitting junk
Huuuaah!
This joins the rearranger
The devils most wanted with the official street banger
(We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!)
(We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!)
(We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!)
(We ain't scared of none of ya'll, bring it all if you want!)
I guess you waiting for 50 Cent to get saved
Unless you waiting on Lil Jon to just change
No, I ain't hating, I love you even though yous a slave
To sin, seems like your pinned in a pretzel twist
Acting hard like you can't get got for your necklaces
Not me, I'm steady defeating a pessimist
Too blessed for you to mess with this
Quick! Grab your old and new testament (huuuaah!)
Hit the floor (?)pit (huuuaah!) J-C I represent (huuuaah!)
Get your word, now you strapped
Semi-automatic