The way I tattoo this pad I make the pad bleed And I write these words As if I intercede I make this beat drop Like I'm talkin' about the past And no I don't rap Like them dudes who talk about cash Everything I say is guaranteed to make a splash One night at Church with me You're guaranteed to have a blast My music; is God's music Give me a couple minutes And I'll show you how to do it I'll show you how to move it Groove it Soothing music is my music God's my Counselor I'll teach you how to do it You're hatin' the whole world booing Even though I'm one of the best Like my names Patrick Ewing Soon we're all going H O M E And H E A ven Is the home for me 1 because that's where I'm supposed to be 2 because that's the everlasting life for me That's the end of all the struggling and strife for me That's end of all the fights for me Mess for me Stress for me the crest for me'll Be up next week… I am on the back-burner I put myself on the back-burner Never be up cause God is on the Frontline [Yup!] He supplied me with the words that's coming out [Yup!] He strengthened me upright For this life called bout [Yup!] And plus! Without Him my life's messed up! And with that devil I've had enough When I stop making music it'll be when I die And like Sho Baraka I didn't die I multiplied That's the end of my spiel My rap, my chat But, since I still hear paps when I go outside I'ma rap till I'm tapped And I'll never fall flat Even if they have a burner and their side “Boom! Boom! Bam!” It's Lil Maine