[Intro]
Yeah, God shit
[Verse 1: Blu]
Yo kid, you're gonna be large
I had a dream in Brooklyn, it was written in the stars
They chopped up beat bop and said it was ours
I'm too original, the vinyl should've never went digital
Yo, she killed me with an old Mayan ritual
The world was too big to swallow, so I spit at you
The Hebrews were ridiculed, Jews reinvented Jews
The news played faces of death that were never viewed
Uh, the truth hits society hard as Muhammad Ali
My heart was in tune to Gandhi
I slept on Michelle Gondry, you niggas is playing bitch
Real niggas was real niggas, both sides of the fence
Your gender is tender, you cried under your dreams
You pride yourself, highly tucked in the asses of kings
My soil is rich, on this Earth blood has never fell
You wish to be royal but just spoiled yourself
Your fascist is racist, you asking to play with God
How can taking lives equate to even odds?
Your numbers that fumbled you, may it humble you and your gunner dudes
That mirror in front of you shows eyes that never wanted you
Uh, all dumb and forgotten, freedom all running without a reason
The blood in your eyes bleeding
The West-es confess, the war was never a war
The Indians slept, negroes were given swords
His crown was made of thorns, his crown was made of gold
My throne is the Earth and that Heaven will be my robe
Your soul is never felt, a rain that's never fell
Nine planets, sun, moon, stars, Heaven and Hell
[Hook: Aloe Blacc]
If you listen closely
You will hear them calling
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you
If you listen closely
You will hear them calling
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you, for you
[Verse 2: Co$$]
God shit, biatch, welcome to Los Angeles nights
Where the darkest streets get lit up by the ambulance lights
Behold the ambiance, beyond the arts of scandalous trife
Riding on handles bars that tighten plus enlighten dumb niggas
When I dump, triggers get pulled, I dismantled his life
You tryna see me in the booth, you stupid nigga? You die
You think you ever been the truth, you stupid nigga? You lie
The way the winter burning hot, you think this shit was July
I made the way for these new rap styles, these fag niggas wan' act out
Get smacked out your Chuck Ts when the Mad Hat' with the gat, bloaw!
I'm the Joker, you Riddler, I'm Batman, you Nightwing
I'm lightning, you starstruck, my shit crack, you a pipe fiend
Where your clip be? My name all in your ho's mouth like my dick be
They know not who they test, Father forgive these
Fraud ass niggas, I'm worthy heinous
With the formats like Game of Thrones so your king can die slow
Cause the light shown on the Dirty Science Alliance and us three knights
And nine eyes on a lion
That's the arrow that's shooting out the barrel of the iron
The baddest like it's no devil
The hardest like my heart is made of stone and my bones metal
My mind and my soul ghetto as fuck, I'm too coach
I'm Kukoc with the three hoes, you Dwight Howard with the free throws
Never back down, that's a G-code, for the Gs, it's a G-O
It appears I'm a G-O-D amongst queers, never fear though
Yo, stop acting like a weirdo
To fear Co$$ and hear Co$$ is what God gave you ears for
You fraud, yo, obey the laws
Or we gon' flex these arms, pick up arms and spray up all costs
Allah
[Hook: Aloe Blacc]
If you listen closely
You will hear them calling
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you, for you
[Verse 3: Definite Mass]
God shit, check it
Yo, written on the tablets and stones
Engrave truth into the culture full of faggots and clones
Strike like military tactics reenacted with drones
Never seen it coming, running like there's possibly a safer zone
Imhotep but in more depth, where foes slept
Entering their co-text, I built a cold rep
Eyes like fire, rise like Zya, soul supplier
Chef, stay cooking up dope raps with the cast iron
When everything you do backfires, I'm buying back entire tracks
Sold yourself short when you desired racks
And gaudy jewels but fools must learn the rules first
Tools, gems, and wisdom I've consumed since birth
Planted seeds upon this Earth so the crops richen
Told them other niggas to stop snitchin', you ain't hurtin' this pimpin'
When penning the verse is infinite, delivering the infamous
I'm locked to this music like consecutive life sentences
With a slight vengeance, though I might be contingent
On what's going on inside your mind's prison
And devise, risen, exceeded the sky's limit
Felt the calling in the genes like fly denims when rhymes hit 'em
Moving the masses, time travel through the verses
Then disperse us in your hood from feeling a greater purpose
Indeed, I do a just-service
You front and center for the reckoning
You about to witness emergence of more
[Hook: Aloe Blacc]
If you listen closely
You will hear them calling
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you
If you listen closely
You will hear them calling
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you, for you
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