Neenah - God's Ghostwriter lyrics

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Neenah - God's Ghostwriter lyrics

[Nino] Wrongly guided, lost souls, no longer inspired Thoughtless, now ... caught in that crossfire... like Blaow, another rapper, dead, he shot himself This puerto rican needs to state, i'm not for the commonwealth I don't rock designer belts, i ain't even tryin'a sell Now i'm leaving out this shell , God MC, signed to hell Might as well, try and be selfish, I flipped the k** switch I only wrote this to finally hear some real sh** Ain't one to build with, network Or brag TO about your net worth, cause this here sh**s on ya best verse (but you never made it), like how? I'll ... whip my dick out for the judge, & leave court with a nice smile I'm at the White House knocking ... Who is it, tell em that it's Martin, tell em that it's Malcolm Tell em it's Marley, Hendrix, & Carlin Tell him it's a million children starving, evicted from their apartment Nah tell I'm armed, since the forces that they can't control are If i lost you by now, cool .... i'll play mines and your part No co-star, i'm my own star, i'm a pulsar I'm the pulse of this whole cause, won't pause, i'm composed But mozart-like .... When composing, none's close They homespun ... I march off measure, walk to the beat of my own drum I'm on one, I said i'm on one Dancing with the devil til this songs done, f** em [Otrema] I pull the teeth from my enemy I cut the tongue out the snake so he never speak You won't deceive my mind (you won't deceive my mind) My mind (You won't deceive my mind) Any choice of weaponry from my infantry This ain't a game, we play for keeps, for infinity That you won't free your mind (That you won't free your mind) That you won't cross that line, yo [Nino] Maybe being rich ain't the best thing Maybe being this is my blessing Is that what the bless means Less things, more life vs more hype More strife vs alright, lost sight vs foresight I see it, (no no no) I'll be it, now i'm all alone Its lonely here, when ur the greatest no one hears SILENCE SILENCE SILENCE {this is the realest every written, U KNOW } They say Drake got ghost writers So do I, but I hired who talked to muhammad in Ramadan, that's my flows guider The most highest, inspired the holyghost & ghostrider's Skull's fire, cause when he sold his soul i was the cosigner Before slaughter, I just wanted my 4 fathers, more prouder I studied Jay's blueprint, now I could probly Coach Carter I go harder, than most of my role models, & old partners Spit out quotes from god ... soon I clear my throat Chakra Ehhhhhh ... becoming the Goat's my soul mantra I go where most thought they couldn't and then go farther I'm in Cuba studying Che's whole squadron Bumpin 2Pac songs, with Makaveli in post mortem I could show boat on em, like Globetrotters And swag out, but I chose to HONOR Herc, & this whole genre (but you should get rich or die trying) I spite tyrants, & these snakes sidewinding, I side swipe em) (we need leaders and times flying So why are you designed for this a**ignment) Yo look I'm a refined hybrid, of every top 5 dead or alive rhymer That's clear as hindsight, imagine if i grinded I'm redefining heights, everytime i'm .. writing or riding a beat__ Pun and biggie in heaven are high fiving I'm unwinding closed minds .. succeed on my worst try One line from my song decalcifies your 3rd eye Word I, heard it in every melody Lennon sung Spun some, vinyls, reversed it, until the message sunk, IN The ends, coming, i'm ready, I'm gunning, so pipe down Ready .. i'm bout to turn the lights .... out And as f**ed up as this might sound I'll sneak in, obama's daughters room And paint it with the blood of mike brown Momma told me not to say this fearing for her son's life Poppa told me f** em, and prepared me for a gun fight Bluh, one's for the cops, the middle men Bluh bluh 2's for the bankers, that's sending them Bluh bluh bluh, 3's for whoever their efforts influenced They left us for dead, so i'm just a voice for rebels that's listening But who's listening ... not the simpletons (please keep the topic more simple & rapish.. This is too much struggle art & information) It's the realest ever written, U KNOW U stupid muthaf**az ain't got nothing to worry about Global warming, oil in the ocean Toxins raining on you when it's storming That's not as important as wearing jordans Which are made by slaves, u don't care u support em Correction, it's not that u don't care, you just don't know sh** U just a slave too, tryin'a be captain of a ghost ship I love slim shady, that cypher sh** was ferocious But i ain't hear no substance, at least mention the homeless A billion folks without enough food to fit on a fork, ignored for Kendrick said he's the king of New York (headline) Meek Tweets, peep, who writes on these beats for drake Rather than feed some kids, you paid 300 for beats by dre So whats worth, f** church ... i ain't tryin to preach today It's just how i feel and this some sh** somebody needs to say I believe in J ... Cole, K Dot, & even Ye Call me naive, but it just can't just be me that thinks this way With reason, logic, no beats to make But it's instrumental to plant the seed in those, who want u to lead the way I'm a teach em to be free, & lead their fate Til the day I leave this, and Meet Ruck and he brings me to go & see PH I love you Rob, you was my first supporter Told me I'm great even before that verse with Slaughter Told me I'm best of them all, then Destiny called I bet you in cyphers with L & Pun, reppin with Sean P Godspeed, here's God's speech I can't even hear the track now, this metronome is my heartbeat Aw sheesh, i'm lost in my own thoughts Bust a nut on the bible, like f** u and your god Oh god, your god ain't my god My gods inside of me, it's guiding me, i'm god and you're god Be on guard, cause false gods, are tryin'a divide us Your plight is my plight, and your fight is my fight, i'm on it It's all love, one love, we all one If they not with it, we love them, but some drown for the cause, f** them Life I'll eat that steak while they saying grace Then throw the next Kardashian baby in a lake I'll show up to Bohemian Grove while the owl's lit Shoot everyone in the crowd, then convert to a Taoist Now it's, time, I'm a shoe in, the crowds Prince Cinderella Man so u know that the crown fits [Otrema] I pull the teeth from my enemy I cut the tongue out the snake so he never speak You won't deceive my mind (you won't deceive my mind) My mind (You won't deceive my mind) Any choice of weaponry from my infantry This ain't a game, we play for keeps, for infinity That you won't free your mind (That you won't free your mind) That you won't cross that line, yo

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