Some Mud Mud

[Intro: Propaganda]

Yeah, mud

(theBeatbreaker) Yeah, mud

Mud, mud, mud, yeah

[Verse 1: Propaganda]

Yeah, I can't keep my hands no clean

What is you complainin' for?

After we come sow your seeds

That's what we've been trainin' for, that mud mud

Mud mud, yeah, life of the love comes out your blood

Plant your seed then grow your trees

Blood bought, mud blood, it's all good

Muckin' up my ear with these hoods

Work your magic, eat good, yeah

Watch me push your rows, your tree

Right up through that concrete

Watch the sidewalk buckle, rumble, crumble right below your feet

Mud, that's where we comin' from

Mud, that's where we turn into that dirty, ugly, forty

Buddy what you think that beared your roots?

That mud mud, don't just spin your wheels my G, bеcause you gon' get stuck stuck

Remеmber where you come from

We from the mud

[Interlude: Propaganda]

Mud, mud

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Propaganda]

Bring your blind, your sick, your hurt

Watch me mix that spit with dirt

Tell that cop to gather 'round

Yo, simmer down and watch me work

Momma said he born that way

Never seen the night or day

Never seen the sun, moon, stars, trees or anything

Cash money, hand rub in between a little mud

'Bout to touch you, no surprise

'Bout to put this in your eyes

Tell me now, what you see?

Men walkin' around here lookin' like trees

Touch again, what you see?

Face of God lookin' at me

Humble, back up from the mud, all of y'all been judgin' me

Definition irony, the same mud healed me

Same mud healed me

Mud in the hand of God done healed me

[Verse 3: Derek Minor]

Yeah, yeah, got it out the mud mud (Mud)

They was movin' drugs (Drugs)

There's a lotta salty n***** that carry slugs (Mud)

I been gettin' a little hate from the Karen club (Mud, haha)

They try to cripple a young man, I got it back in blood (For real)

And I ain't talkin' no gangs, I'm talkin' God's love (Love)

How you gon' stop what I'm doin' when it's the Holy Spirit movin'?

I got my brother out the trenches (Facts)

He 'bout to start his own business

Now tell me that ain't God's work (God's work)

I know I brag a lot but I do it for all of y'all to see that God can do ti for you 'cause I know He did it for me

This the first year that somebody ain't been sleepin' on my couch

Tryna get up on they feet, and I did it all for free

I'll do it all again if that mean all my people eat (Yeah)

That's the difference between you and me

Y'all lookin' for clout, I turn clout into money

Then turn it into purpose, then turn that purpose to power

Now, really what we talkin' 'bout?

I ain't goin' back and forth with none of y'all unless y'all put your family out the slums and helped some people off of drugs

Went to the white house and got support for black businesses (We did)

You ain't help, just sit to sideline and witness it (Yeah)

But keep my name up out your mouth before I turn to a dentist

Before I turn to a menace, hold up, that's the old me (Ooh)

I'm sorry, sometimes I snap back to a different reality

That was a side of me

Now I'm so glad to be mentally focussed from breakin' poverty

My mindset is abundance

Y'all freaky, y'all into bondage

I'm different, I'm into joy, love, and readin' 'bout my heritage

Maybe y'all hearin' therapy

You need it when you got it out the mud mud