Jesus Shuttlesworth

Please keep that weak shit from me

I don’t need that

You can keep that

[Chorus]

I been on my shit already

Even in the major leagues, still a walk in the park for me

I made it out of the dark, it’s not enough

The fuck do you want from me?

Please keep that weak shit from me

They ain’t pay attention to the thesis

It’s the return of Shuttlesworth, black Jesus baby

[Oswin Benjamin]

Still listen to Jay Electronica, free my thoughts

And still a tug of war with my means versus my wants

Hard for simple minds to find genius in a savant

Stand-in on both my words, no italicizing the font

Surrounded by debutants, claiming they confidantes

Y’all can’t exist in my ambiance

If I’m bein’ honеst, my environment made lеviathans

Had to see monsters grow here without

Fellas look for God inside Riker’s then find enlightenment

Got most of they questions answered on the island like Iverson

I grew up round quiet girls like Mariah Carey

And those who let the choppers sing with no license to carry

In the metropolis where spouses get traded for the block and vows get exchanged for ungodliness

Found god in silence and operated in opulence

Built with some real ones in a world full of counterfeit Washingtons

It’s deeper than rap

Hard to feed the people fiction who believe in the facts

I’mma leave it at that

For what it’s worth, the second coming of Shuttlesworth

The people screaming “Jesus is back”

[Chorus]

I been on my shit already

Even in the major leagues, still a walk in the park for me

I made it out of the dark, it’s not enough

The fuck do you want from me?

Please keep that weak shit from me

They ain’t pay attention to the thesis

It’s the return of Shuttlesworth, black Jesus baby

[Marlon Craft]

I gotta get drunk to cry so I don’t judge myself

Definitely think I’m kinda cool, tryna love myself

Try lending hands to a few that didn’t want my help

I tried to recommend a path, they didn’t want my yelp

Can’t say I ain’t try, the answer’s in their ojos like

I see the A in they I

Lotta cats get the platform just to tell stadium lies

While we clap for ‘em and wait for their gravely demise

Wanna ride to the top, what’s the shuttle’s worth to you?

Tell me what is learned to you?

We was cheating in class, dudes got decent in math

But can’t imagine what some decency’d add

Or what beef on some track

Shoutin’ “go ahead King!” but commit treasonous acts

Dreamin’ of stats and only record broken is me repeating the facts

Tryna live in the present, not drown in the future

But still knee-deep in the past

So let’s just leave it at that

[Chorus]

I been on my shit already

Even in the major leagues, still a walk in the park for me

I made it out of the dark, it’s not enough

The fuck do you want from me?

Please keep that weak shit from me

They ain’t pay attention to the thesis

It’s the return of Shuttlesworth, black Jesus baby