Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Calhoun
Performer
Mesus
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Calhoun
Composer
Charles Cossetti
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jayson "Koko" Bridges
Producer
Lyrics
I am the shit, you should watch where you steppin'
The effort I put out is second to none
Know what you say, and know who you be tellin', bitch
I shoot the messenger, just out of fun
You just a comment, and I barely read it
I'm up early, countin' commas for breakfast
Time is money, so I'm countin' the seconds
I'm not the three, or the two, I'm the one
I was down bad, like I had no luck
If life was a bitch, then mine liked to suck
She ran away, I guess life was a slut
Everybody said they come from the mud
Mothafucka, I was actually stuck!
Part of me feels like I'm black
So I can say ****, and happily, not give a fuck
Who wants the smoke? Bitch, I'm a blunt
Hit to the body, his liver was dead
Need a bodyguard, like Whitney was there
Brought a couple knives to a gun fight
He lookin' crazy, like Britney Spears
It's a difference here
You Pippin, I'm Jordan
I'm Kobe, you Horace
I'm baldin', like chemo
You Paul, I'm Peter
When I get to sawin'
You fall like cedar
You're soft as Bieber
I'm Nos, on ether
You runnin' unleaded
I'm pumpin' on seven
That shit is all diesel
I'll send you to Heaven
Unless you are evil
Judas killed Jesus
Brutus killed Caesar
Your best friend'll kill you
Before a deceiver
Look forward, to see it
City's on fire
David, Goliath
John is the Baptist
Judas, the liar
Peter'll stab you
Mary was crying
And we livin' after
'Cause Jesus was dyin'
Double up, triple up
We call that shit Michael Jordan
We came up knowin' the hood that we in
By the color of mics that they sportin'
Swearin' they hardest, but absence of fight
Like darkness, the absence of light
In death, is the absence of life
Ya' floppin' LeBron, that's magic in Mike
Bitch, you bark with no bite
Talkin' that shit, but ain't part of your life
You can fact-check every bar that I write
Only mistake I made, I ain't market it right, right
Why, if a rapper is white, how fast they rap on the mic?
Is how dope you think that they are
Instead of the bars that they actually recite?
I stay on point, like the tip of a knife
If you don't let me give you some advice
Don't be givin' no advice
Least not to me, or we probably get in a fight
Bitch, get it right
I give 'em scripture, they mimic Twista
I bigger brother, y'all bitch, like sisters
I put the work in, I got the blisters
Whole squad is winners, y'all hot as winter
God, I'm a sinner
Not sayin' I'm proud, but I'm sincere
Believe that's my callin', that's why I'm all in
Just say the word, and my pen's here, yeah
'Cause, Judas killed Jesus
And Brutus killed Caesar
Your best friend'll kill ya before a deceiver
Look forward to see it
City's on fire
David, Goliath
John is the Baptist
Judas, the liar
Peter'll stab you
Mary was crying
And we livin' after
'Cause Jesus was dyin'
Written by: Adam Calhoun, Charles Cossetti