[Verse 1]
I ain't walking while their talking
I am walking while im talking
Situations get exhausted
Conversations turn to sparking
Let the pavement get the chocking, you body catch the coffin
I seen this way too often but shit had been regardless
Painting pictures with your blood, think i made a masterpiece
Bout it bout it with the slug, think i may be Master P
Pull up on you in the tank, seen a sin inside of me
Fuck you think i work this hard
So you can take whats owe to me
Obviously, they dont wanna let me live
Keep doubting me
Its okay, its alright, i see the fake behind their teeth
Heard they talk behind my back, won't ever see what i believe
They dont answer to my call, and they dont listen when i speak
[Chorus]
Everything okay, just a homicide on Sunday
Got no faith just another sin on a Sunday
Leave no grave, just a missing body in a Sunday
Leave no trace, just another victim in a Sunday
Everything okay, just a homicide on Sunday
Got no faith just another sin on a Sunday
Leave no grave, just a missing body in a Sunday
Leave no trace, just another victim in a Sunday
[Verse 2]
Protect me from my friends
I can't take from all of my enemies
Rapping what you did, nobody heard about what you mentioning
Sicking, i know it, take the owe forget the mentioning
Never understood, unless you stood for a sentence sing
Pull your car, you looking like a fraud, with all deez´ discrepancies
Reverently i charge you anyway, now you are in a debt with me
Take it how you wanna, i don't know whats got an enemy
Maybe is the fact that ima see em and they keep listening
Give away my shine, instead just by keeping it real with me
Crossing every line, instead of just keeping it thrill with me
You don't understand what could happen because they sleep on me
Come and toast the mysteries, feelings turn to miseries
[Chorus]
Everything okay, just a homicide on Sunday
Got no faith just another sin on a Sunday
Leave no grave, just a missing body in a Sunday
Leave no trace, just another victim in a Sunday
Everything okay, just a homicide on Sunday
Got no faith just another sin on a Sunday
Leave no grave, just a missing body in a Sunday
Leave no trace, just another victim in a Sunday
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