The Logos God

In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job You gots to write your way out (No excuses) You gots to write your way out In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said nigga get on your job You gots to write your way out (You got the juice) You gots to write your way out No stopping the Mid-City philosopher I'm Genghis Khan When the mic is on More than conqueror Like the gram I come on strong Bullets massage flesh If you rub me wrong 40s poured when you dead and gone It's shame that a man's life eulogized over St. Ides The Klan invested in malt liquor To laugh at ya'll ni--as Arizona tall cans Train kids to drink early Yes it's all planned If cancer is hell on earth Then we all damned Naw God got the bridge He said F.Y.I. I made you to live Plant jewels in these seedlings That's positive F-ck up the world Till your pee stings That's figurative I'm cleaner than the Center of Disease Control Baby sauced up by my bars she need a blow She hornier than a trumpet Because I'm a player that's triumphant n-gga In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job You gots to write your way out (No excuses) You gots to write your way out In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job You gots to write your way out (You got the juice) You gots to write your way out Let's grab Uncle Sam by the pu--y on some Trump sh-t He's still not my president So f-ck the name dropping The game huddled around me for leadership I'm calling on the options Respected from LA to BK All coasts Get NFL owners' side chicks legs up for me like a goal post In the zone Running through the holes Oh well Odell I'm snatching up your hoes More righteous then Kaepernick US antagonist Snatch governor's collars But a hero on this rapping sh-t Most of this hip hop is buttocks Little nigs glued to the YouTube for gluteus Mumbling and fumbling over words Bro the foolishness Blame the school districts For graduating illiterates Make these crack babies kick rocks A pop star is code word for writer's block My pen jot the Top 5 Spot From the life's octagon To winners' circles I won't stop In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job You gots to write your way out (You got the juice) You gots to write your way out My gift unorthodox like a Jew that's Messianic Tested in the life Got my blessings Feeling brolic They say millennials is colic Spoiled babies that went to college I did the knowledge on the beats I got a Ph.D In being hotter I vibe off a record player Sweet Angel Anita Baker Damn I miss my mama Beyond woke It's insomnia I'm on it more than flockers off of Normandie Normally Looking for the stash box In the Bahamas Silk Pajamas with a laptop The workaholic with no days off I went to the White House Serving cocktails that's Molotov I'm in my bag F.Y.I. forever shine I make the winter sad More soul than a negro spiritual Make'em free at last The only ni--a from the century To inspire artists and the fans My words turn to numbers I'll take money over tweeting hashtags Yeah In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job You gots to write your way out (You got the juice) You gots to write your way out