The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides By the inequities of the selfish and the Tyranny of Evil men

Blessed is he who in the name of charity and good Will, shepherds the weak through the Valley of the Darkness

For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of Lost children

And I will strike down upon thee with great Vengeance and furious anger those who

Attempt to poison and destroy my brothers

And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my Vengeance upon you

I've been saying that shit for years

And if you heard it

That meant your ass

Yeah

For real

10 toes down

On the pavement

Step till

I'm outta my laces

Steak

On top of

My plate

And

A bad bitch

Sitting adjacent

Bank get stuffed in my safe

And stank

Get stuffed in my paper

My

**** just told me

I'm made for this

I ain't surprised

I prayed for this

10 toes down

On the pavement

Step till

I'm outta my laces

Steak

On top of

My plate

And

A bad bitch

Sitting adjacent

Bank get stuffed in my safe

And stank

Get stuffed in my paper

My

**** just told me

I'm made for this

I ain't surprised

I prayed for this

For real

Uh

I did

Yeah

Won't go rookie on em

Send a blitz

Might go Spooky on em

Talk in third

Going on 4th

Or make em

Have to kick

It won't be Nike

When I grab a tech

They tell neutral lies

Play the middle man

I neutralize

Any coming threat

The usual

Order up

Pick a number

And leave with the bag

But it's a wait time

For the best

Compliments to the chef

Yeah

Try to smut on my rep

Your life became a new debt

Yeah

Forever indebted to God

Sometimes he tell me take breath

Walk back a few steps

I might just even the odds

On earth

While giving em hell

Yeah

10 toes down

On the pavement

Step till

I'm outta my laces

Steak

On top of

My plate

And

A bad bitch

Sitting adjacent

Bank get stuffed in my safe

And stank

Get stuffed in my paper

My

**** just told me

I'm made for this

I ain't surprised

I prayed for this

For real

10 toes down

On the pavement

Step till

I'm outta my laces

Steak

On top of

My plate

And

A bad bitch

Sitting adjacent

Bank get stuffed in my safe

And stank

Get stuffed in my paper

Yeah

My

**** just told me

I'm made for this

Yeah

So many versions of myself

Had to split

The beast came

Use to just wanna

Be sitting at

Top of the charts

The art

Need a seat change

I sit at the top of the ark

I'm double their worth

The work

Can speak plain

Probably something I'll keep saying

Til my death

Or my teeth laying

On the counter

Got old and I keep graying

And to **** that's

Bumping this shit right now

But won't let it be known

Tell em keep hating

Either see you at the top

Or see you in the drive thru

To tell you keep change

Something I would never mock

Is a **** that's grinding

Even the discrete way

Cause you'll look to God

For a sign

Then wonder

Why you're only hearing what we gsay

Yeah

You'll look to God

For a sign

Then wonder

Why you're only hearing what we say

For real

God established me

So ain't nothing you

Can do to me

I've been him

I've been a difference maker

A game changer

I've been that guy

So what would change?