Charles Hamilton - Cain and Abel lyrics

I got some sh** on my chest let me get some sh** off my chest real quick [?] I don't know if n***as read the bible or nothing but There's a story called Cain and Abel Abel had the blessing and Cain, well he didn't So he hated him Yo [Verse 1] It's called talent, inherited at birth A blessing and a curse Brings out the best of any person Your messing with the worst can forever be the persistent cause of envy Even from those who act friendly I can sense the tension within the Not great just to hurt you Sorry if you feel god jerked you But I can feel it in the air life a b**h and i can smell it in her perfume I don't have the power to curse you You don't have the power to curse me I found my purpose So in your search you hurt me How is it my fault that you're a worthless jerk beat? There's no way that your words could hurt me But they get under my skin so its verbal herpes I'm blessed So if it's hate you have for me Than you just committed blasphemy You hate God n***a [Hook] X2 I see it in your eyes, I feel it in the way you shake my hand It's Cain and Abel I hear it in your lies, I notice everyday you ain't my fan It's like Cain and Abel [Verse 2] Jesus spent four thousand But I ain't see sh** about a thank you So why should I hate you? I guess I wanna hear "Charles I really do appreciate you" But instead they look straight to my face and say two words that can break through Teflon The reason, cause I'm ga**ed like Exon(f** outta here) With stretch arms I show love try to show that I've grown up No luck If god is modest why do we have such majestic things, these majestic powers, so Let's give our praise to him by being great to him He gave me talent so Imma be great for him So f** fans I ain't great for them I can't make them into what I need Cause they gon heat to they own crease So people like me don't stay on teams I admire teammates and they own teams I'm a coach and a player leading play on teams Who needs an opponent on they own team Why you getting mad get on you're J-O-B I might be chewed but I still got my flavor like day old green So feast up I even see it in my flesh and blood I'm always stepping up Giving nothing less up than a hundred percent Plus extra love, to the hard nose type So how the f** am I not a R-O-Y Go ahead and k** me, Charles won't die Charles won't lie down and say "who are those guys" Charles will let a semi auto fly If I get my hands on a gun you ain't gotta put me on a f**ing pedestal I stand on the sun By Christs side i stand with the sun No time for the amateur fun, I'm f**ing done [Hook] X2