PUMP FAKE (feat. Battz)

I sleep light on these materials Only hype about the Spirit I say go I'm yellin clear it GO Thanking God we ain't in critical I got one book one faith One kick drum bass Yelling till the voice box crack Lungs Break Head might just fall off the top like a pump fake Moshpit one take Head high the Son Saves We got one mic one faith Yall God is better no way Yall just love to hate that's poor taste I don't really care about what yall say I don't care bout materials only faith is residual I just came out the mud the fact I'm here is a miracle Yall could pass me the ball I pump fake and I hook Yea they reading the book now the enemy shook Only high off the Spirit and my lyrics you hear it Yea we taking it serious they pass the ball and I clear it I was underground, now I'm in the attic God is on our side, Yall don't want the static I am an addict I'm rapping I'm spazzing They feeling the tactics they wishing they had it They was like no way I just hit you with the pump fake I sleep light on these materials Only hype about the Spirit I say go I'm yellin clear it GO Thanking God we ain't in critical I got one book one faith One kick drum bass Yelling till the voice box crack Lungs Break Head might just fall off the top like a pump fake Moshpit one take Head high the Son Saves I'm cracking the safe Stand back it ain't safe watch me brag on the faith (Faith, wait) I'm blacking no cape Cape, Battz hand me the ball dog I'm back in the paint (Paint) Blood of Christ like a primer God new life and it fit like designer Used to think it was all just a fluke Now I go back and I'm picking up minors Out to the prison I kick it to lifers Making a way any means I'm McGyver Gritty these streets I came out a survivor So many lost and trapped in the fire Got one answer he spares like a tire You could be happy in sin that's a liar Party in heaven you won't get a flier Casket is fresh but you ain't getting flyer I waited for Heaven to praise with the choir Soul lit I can't get any higher If you dig it you can cop, no wire (Ten four) I sleep light on these materials Only hype about the Spirit I say go I'm yellin clear it GO Thanking God we ain't in critical I got one book one faith One kick drum bass Yelling till the voice box crack Lungs Break Head might just fall off the top like a pump fake Moshpit one take Head high the Son Saves