elohim Lyrics

Roll back the eyes and see the mystic that's inside

Tried to say I do it but they miss the alibi

Blood turns to water in the blink of disguise

Prepare for a fall no lord of the flies

Light fires under bushes so that snakes may arise

Hear the pastor in our ear sayin' "all rise"

In the courtroom it's suddenly "be seated"

You pray for love and not strength and this leads to non-believin'

I couldn't step foot in the funeral, too busy grieving

The irony behind the bloodshed

Watch my world split like a rift in the crust

Was it all my fault?

Is death accountability?

I'm climbing up mountains out of stamina and longing

It's a long time coming what we finna see

Was sippin' lean apothecary

At last, I'm atlas, on my back they carried

Grew up gettin' called scary, I'm anything but

I pop the three in the clutch

Roll the dope in the Dutch

Have em sayin' it's us

It's already there

Black fist in the air

On my hand and my hair

Oh my goodness

Moving devout through the city, keep it pushin'

My niggas fighting demons in they minds, but we ain't lookin'

We ain't surprised it took him

Shake and bake the lyrics in the kitchen where I'm cooking

I miss the freestyles we was jumping

It cause eruption

My effect is nothing

Bitches too broke I ain't never had a luncheon

Tyson punch out, I fry the chicken when I punch in

Keep a nine by my dick, 380 on the hip

Seven deadly sins I blew in the spliff

I ain't phased by the clinch

Fuck some ice on a wrist

I got the cold in my heart

Brody make the assist

They couldn't keep us apart

I ain't stingy, Bogart

Smart to try and stop the resist and when they hatin', dismiss

It's on they grave where I piss

I clench my fist and amen

Pussy run to the cops and be screaming "it's them!"

I ain't never been the type to falter over missed calls

Ref gave me a tech so I drove em with a foul ball

Stature six-two that's a tall order me to you

Sippin' out the venti with the cream too

Leave that man girl I swear these niggas ran thru

Came from the dirty like a Sandshrew

Sick with the flu

Got em sneezin' and the verses achoo

They call me terrorist boo

I be blowin' up the track with a devious grin

Billy Mandy hoe just know that my mental is grim

Blood out the tip of my fuckin' fountain pen

Hallelujah, Hail Mary and amen

I got my gods, I'm praisin' them

Goddesses and able men

Yeshuah and Elohim

No manger, we was born inside the pen

Damn