Gad

It's time to make another pass elevator shaft

I pull up to the pulpit, think y'all smoking Pol Pot

Show stop, Louis belt, Venetta top

Venetian views, the renaissance, the waterfront

Why they frontin' on the God son

Chopping in the shop, tie the freakin' knot

Married to the game, I've been the bane of your existence, huh

Rap I distaste, it pays to be disinterested

'Cause y'all the farthest thing from innocent

Let's be honest

And I don't need your comments, you're not George Stephanopoulos

Hottest in the metropolis

Olive branches extended to Alcoholics Anonymous

My exes they checking in

For Christmas asking for a girl with booty like Hippopotamus (I didn't ask for much, I'm telling you)

My heart got sediment not sentiment, apologies

Received priorities not orgies

Fast to rid me of my demons, I can't order wings

Can't let you make a latte for me, accompany you to the beach

As much as I love you, it's humans I can't give my trust to

Bust down, it's a touch down

Pop bottles, look, we up now

Shut down the industry, mortal wound squeeze the pus out

God-given talent overcoming everything though y'all lucked out

And that's the only explanation for real

More harm than good and manufacture weakness to appeal

Reciprocal, trash in the receptacle

Feedback

It's a wrap time to run it back

Switch it up then make another pass

Suffering succotash, Pepe Pew, can't cancel the cat

I'm a Disney Prince, sword in hand, step up to the task

Then the dragon lash, breathing fire and those teeth gnash

Benedict Cumberbatch, no shit Sherlock, she shan't short sure cash

She sell seashells by the seashore, stuff that money in a bag

Make provision for the past, time to make up for the lack

Time to make up for the slack, slack, slack, slack

Yeah, slash with the ax, gangrene 'fection in your gash

Melt your face like plastic, I got pigeons flapping fast

Sailor Moon attack, blonde but I'm putting up the mast

It's of mice and men, blind but I squeeze 'em til they gasp

I squeeze 'em til they gasp

Rob with the tax, sit with sinners healing up their rash

Precarious, I'm curious, no time for acting brash

Throw and thrash, up until the day He's coming back

Said I'd make a splash, same ones that'd stab you in the back

Left home with the sack, nothing there that kept me coming back

One man's trash, search for meaning anywhere it's stashed

What I found I gasped, see the wicked destined for the wrath

Girl, I run this fashion, homies rich and we got class

Yeah, they got my back, yeah, Holy Scripture come to pass

This my theme track yeah, then I exit with a crash

Life is just a flash, when it ends I won't be like the chaff

Legendary rap, fueled up by the Holy One of Gad

Who'da thunk it that the white boy would have anything to add?

That's why they get mad, they been pinching pennies and they bask

Glory that surpass, fill the earth I'm chosen out the mass