SouL Muzick - Righteous lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. DUI] Say my name the comeback is immediate Roll me up a Philly quick to show you just how real it get I be k**ing sh**, a**a**in mode Yeah, I'm well aware that this your boat Hope you know that DUI the captain tho! True story bout a Latino f** a friend a b**h or company, I laugh alone Blazing me, a half an O. to ease the pain, if not, I might explode Battling me is like you tryna fight a ghost None you f**s see me I swear to God, I'm there for the squad if ever one of my dogs Need me Holla DUI and I'll appear Enemies frozen in fear, like "what's happening here?" Paranormal activity Pictures painted vividly Your garbage lyrics ain't got sh** for me The last one this one that one, all you sh** is weak 2 thousand + followers And you still loss So what you talking dawg? It's only right for me to fight for mine Strike before I'm struck Die for everything I love You cross the line, I turn into crazy f** What a demented soul f** around and get your belly poked Until I hear Jehovah tell me "No." I could barely Cope, with all the non-sense playing on the radio So I keep it off Bumping #SOS #MTTS now the heat is on My flow so catchy Make you repeat the song Going deep and strong I'm chill, don't perceive me wrong Why get along You're better off leaving me alone?! Sitting on the throne Chewing on a turkey leg Sipping on patron All my Chicos know I sh** on foes who talk allot Your sh** is cool, but you call it hot Watch me sh** on you and all your block Why would you call yourself a thug but you call the cops Approach with a knife, I bet you wouldn't draw your Glock Bomboclat! [Verse 2: SouL Muzick] The things that I have seen Have caused me to believe People ain't evil, they just can't see The world that we live in was not meant to be Human beings were meant to be free Not governed nor ruled Not conquered nor schooled Yet we get used everyday like tools Enslaved to rules and slaves to the ruse Like who made today's news New whips and new shoes b**h get a clue I am not amused By your reds and blues When the feds have the troops and The kids need food, feds have all the loot Give a f** about you Gluttonous greed, it runs rampant in the streets got me thinking revolutionary missionaries are a necessary movement at the moment Time to rise up cause I ain't going