Roster/Judge, Pt. 2 Lyrics

We are not the same

have you gone insane

I've seen pride, I seen pleasure, I seen hella pain

I seen lies and Armageddon, I seen everything

I think it's time to change

But yall not ready for that conversation

We'll keep it pushing though it's the Exodus

Shout out Ben, shout out Shurnak

Prop Star, GMF, the crew

Type shi

Jump and I step and I walk like

World on my delts I don't walk light

Uhhh Baby I ain't even tripping

I got a Roster, go Play your position

Jump and I step and I walk like

World on my delts I don't walk light

Uhhh Baby I ain't even tripping

I got a Roster, go Play your position

What about Astro?

Jump and I step and I move (move)

Girl I'm with the guys with the bros with the goons(goons)

We be making noise

Turn up the tunes (tunes)

Turn up the track yeah up the volume (Ume, Ume)

I got no time for the sly shit

I got no time for the toxic drama your always talking

Put a mussel on it

I know you like it when I get to rubbing on it

But I got options a roster and you ain't on it

My Point Guard's the True God that's no facade

My two Guard's the Crew dog you know we on

Nothing small bout my forward

Baby girl I'm tryna cop a foreign not a Ford

Cream, Cream, Cream, Cream

I need things I can't afford I need Power for it (Power Forward)

Haters turning sour I'm all there For it (all there for it )

Yeah I wan' be famous and I need the awards

Yeah I need me everything and I need me som' more

At the Centre of it all

Baby what you think me, myself, and the cause

Working so my Mom don' gotta work no more

Working so my Dad don' gotta hurt no more

I need more I need

Whenever Israel went out to fight

The hand of the LORD was against them to defeat them

Just as he had sworn to them

They were in great distress

Then the LORD raised up "Judges"

To save them out of the hands of these raiders

I, think I

Might be a masochist

A bastard with bad habits

Ego lower than my standards is

Might need dialysis to counteract my lack of cabbages

My diet is consistent of no greens or salads that's

Why I'm stuck as a caterpillar my liver must face the liquor

I'm sipping before I can metamorphosis

Might need a catalyst to speed up my reaction to the damages

That being salad-less have left my orifices but

That line was not about no veggies,

Baby I need green, I need cash and I need it plenty

Shout out my big bro

He dropped an album go and stream for Eni

Shout out my lil wodie

Hope she ready steady the confetti

I'm bout to pop

I'm in the kitchen with the pots spaghetti

I had a dream and all I seen this shit was Armageddon

On the TV looked like a beast and he was out to get me

He said Timmy the world is yours

But only if you help me

Then he said

Now why would the Son of Man

Come down and humble himself

All for the crumble of Hell

Meanwhile the disparity between the rumbling wealth

And the poor keeps on getting bigger

Scratch my back and then I'll scratch on yours

Before I had a chance to retort

I seen an angle fly down come through busing the door

And he said

Lucy you dastard demon

I don't care what your scheming

Didn't we have an agreement

To leave this boy right there he's chosen

His body noticed by the highest of forces

And you will never get his soul nor emotions

That boy way to potent

Then he started glowing

See it happened real fast on some lighting shit

The devil backed down on some Swiper no Swiping shi

Then I woke up with the lightest drip

Of cold sweat on my brow ready for any endeavour I'm bout

'Don, 'Stro

What about Astro?