Yeah, ready or not, I am the one that's stirrin' the pot Eat it or meet in the middle, the riddle a pistol, the metaphor is a Glock Uh, follow the bullet point, I'ma pull it once, I'ma flip it and pull a stunt Is you Emmet's son? Whistling Dixie? Living and skipping into a gun Gang gang, change needs more than a long sermon and a long lecture Where the brown man with the red blood crucifixion, resurrection Uh, copying Jacob, asking my daddy to grab me and give me a blessing Nevertheless, His will is deliberate, 'member when Willard delivered the flex Rocking The river, delivered elect, he spent it and sent 'em the bread, stop it They shooting and booted in Texas, senate ain't tripping, it's flesh Shocking, mass murder for profit They canceling prophets Manhandling conscious Adam ain't never been honest Catch me at home with the bonnet Feeling euphoric with daddy, it's like I'm Adonis Jackie with a bit of Davey in her Maybe it was giving, it's a Psalmist Baby, you was given sixty-sic letters, read it, tell it to them prophets Robert Kelly ain't the only fellow with a closet Skeletons peeking out, is it haunted? Boo Hop out the porch to the pulpit Holy Spirit all inside, did you catch that? I just said a lil' prayer, close my eyes, just caught that If I said a lil' prayer, close my eyes, they gon' catch that Ayy, do it again Hop up out the porch to the pulpit Holy Spirit all inside, did you catch that? I just said a lil' prayer, close my eyes, I just caught that If I said a lil' prayer, close my eyes, they gon' catch that I wonder what daddy would think of me if he was living and missing and flipping his grave Would he have made it his business to hop on the wave? Be it a float or parade Would he get lost in his thoughts till he tossing his daughter? She prayed The cross really paid the cost for his ways 'Cause after the funeral, body was laid After the funeral, then I forgave It's true, shaming the devil you listen to I'm blaming whoever the whistle blew I'm reffing this game, it's tech when you cursing epistles, I'm spitting, don't dribble, shoot Everybody wanna flex and puff out they chest And combing through numbers for commas and commas I'ma duck when Abba, abolish with lava, the problem is bigger than me Katana with all of the beef The truth is Hadouken, this fight is just right on the street Legion of demons is leading these preachers from preaching the truth, they lying to you Deconstruction is a science to you If the bottom you building ain't solid, I promise the problem is sliding to you I'm flying to you, I'm a vulture, I rotate They pledging allegiance like probate It's Alpha, Omega, it's Sega, it's Genesis, both of them sinners, they both ate Off a broke plate Man, I'm hungry for better bread It's the belly of the beast Better to meddle with me You meddle with heaven, the leaven ain't settled with yeast The leaven is settled with priest's blood Never mind, you a vagabond, I ain't never lying 'bout the truth Uh, tell Bishop I'm the juice Uh, I'm just waiting on the queue Uh, last supper in the pew Breaking bread, sipping wine like a Jew Baptism in the pool All white, ain't a stain on me, tuck number two