Joell Ortiz - God Forbid lyrics

[Intro] Heatmakerz Crack Music [Verse 1] Every now and then I ball flex And flex bars like Dominique Dawes, no giving my arm rest I rest arms in a arm rest, take a long breath I turn that run down a coffin while taking crawl steps Real rap Im hearing New York’s back Like we left, like I ain’t always have New York’s back Just for years bars wasn’t something New York backed Now we trying to recoupe like they bringing two doors back (nah) I been a man with the word play, play with words ’till the words playin your [??] and it throw you back like a Thursday On my worst day, all my verbs sway like a earthquake And the curb caves in like a hurt [??] when he first [??] Man, I hope they learning while I’m spitting Somebody better tell ’em, they ain’t heard that I was different Let a frog jump and I’ma burn ’em with this smith ‘n Have his man standing there like Kermit with the Lipton [Hook] God Forbid they try play with me (yeah) Gon’ be a long day with me God Forbid they try play with me (yeah) Gon’ be a long day with me Real talk, yaowa [Verse 2] Man, stop urging these emerging lil’ sh**lets They was lurking through the curtains I was purging with the written Every person with a pencil is a potential murder victim Wave it at any angle and murk you I mean, what is this? It’s magic in all positions Like Earvin before the sickness I’m just a hood brother that loves nutter bu*ters But another rug rats blood could touch my rug cutter Y’all lucky the persian in mom’s crib is a motherf**er ‘Cause I ain’t beefin’, just eatin’ with my amigos Sometimes my ego trip, ’cause my kids rather hear Migos I’m like come on y’all, listen to new me But I ain’t doing bad in my Boujee so This Porta-potty is for papi and Puerto Rico From poor eating porridge to posher pouring [??] Por favor, now pour more for my people Underneath the floor, long before they was post to be [??] So, now that I can carry on with a carry licensce And carry along a very long clip, if you carrying on Wildin’ out or just leave the Mariah Carey songs High pitch screams and pallbearer that carry you on [Hook] God Forbid they try play with me (yeah) Gon’ be a long day with me God Forbid they try play with me (yeah) Gon’ be a long day with me