[Verse 1]
Ayo, I'm tryin to trap the entire rap industry
Feels like it’s been tied and trapped like a tire flat in a limousine
It’s only good if you admire trash and you skip the beats
Couldn’t try to scratch if you sit by your cat when he licks his feet
Fire back like a pirate blast from a ship at sea
These liars brag they on a higher path but won’t hit the streets
Don’t require math then divide in half when you split the fee
Even acquired last when these hired passengers sit and preach
And kiss your cheek with the gift of speech till you sip and eat
You can ask Adam, it’s the same trick that hе did with Eve
They hide thе facts like, “Why you ask if the gift is free?
Like they find a tag and then buy it back after Christmas Eve
Hide the cash, the entire staff put in six a week
Hire blacks, go behind their backs. Have em whipped and beat
Even Caucasians get slave whipped when they hit their knees
For a picket fence, a chicken bed, and a kitchen sink
But the payment is death like the wages made you in debt
Raised in a cage you regret you a slave to a check
But you know that grace can save you so you say you repent
But right now you’re on a leash cause Satan made you his pet
Even the Angels learn to say, “Thank you God, we’ll praise you with bless”
But as for you he came, God knew he’d hang, naked he wept
The master artist left the canvas scarred when he painted it red
But we just marked it black with a sharpie then defaced it with pen
We would let him in the church building and pray and pay him respect
But we just got a brand new carpet, he might leave blood stains when he steps
Ugh. Blasphemy
[Verse 2]
My rhyming schemes like a diamond ring, the way they shine and bling
Not to brag but tight is your cotton pants when they dry and shrink
Cry and scream like your momma when she hides the keys
So you don’t drive and drink, but she gets high and then supplies you weed
I know the feeling; I was hopeless with no hope to fill me
Guess I had some hope or I’m just hoping that this dope could kill me
Wouldn’t go away, there’s no escape; I just resurrected
Instead of death, I’ll be in Hell realizing this ghost is still me
That’s when I heard the Sermon, still I had to learn the Sermon
Cuz the herbs are burnin, had me swerving like the Earth was turnin
A worthless person with no purpose like I cursed a virgin
Literally, sleepin with this Christian girl I went to church with
Like the elephants in the room, and you can smell it all from the fumes
Get a shovel and get a broom, or I just let this turd sit
So we went celibate for a few, so I could celebrate with the grooms
I’m not intelligent but I knew, that for me? She’s perfect
Went to Church, began a fellowship and I grew
Saw that they were relevant and cool but they refused, to grow beneath the surface
The evangelist on the television is smooth but like a skeleton in the nude
It’s at a truth, he has no meat to work with
Im a pastor now, so I’m the guy that speaks at service
Bring the truth till they get up and leave or turn so green their shirt rips
It’s either that; or giving peace at last until they weep and gasp
Get on their knees and hands and sing like this been free to worship
But as for me, I believe that Jesus is the king that has the keys
So it’s blasphemy if you don’t believe his word yet
Agh, Blasphemy
Ayo, I'm tryin to trap the entire rap industry
Feels like it’s been tied and trapped like a tire flat in a limousine
It’s only good if you admire trash and you skip the beats
Couldn’t try to scratch if you sit by your cat when he licks his feet
Fire back like a pirate blast from a ship at sea
These liars brag they on a higher path but won’t hit the streets
Don’t require math then divide in half when you split the fee
Even acquired last when these hired passengers sit and preach
And kiss your cheek with the gift of speech till you sip and eat
You can ask Adam, it’s the same trick that hе did with Eve
They hide thе facts like, “Why you ask if the gift is free?
Like they find a tag and then buy it back after Christmas Eve
Hide the cash, the entire staff put in six a week
Hire blacks, go behind their backs. Have em whipped and beat
Even Caucasians get slave whipped when they hit their knees
For a picket fence, a chicken bed, and a kitchen sink
But the payment is death like the wages made you in debt
Raised in a cage you regret you a slave to a check
But you know that grace can save you so you say you repent
But right now you’re on a leash cause Satan made you his pet
Even the Angels learn to say, “Thank you God, we’ll praise you with bless”
But as for you he came, God knew he’d hang, naked he wept
The master artist left the canvas scarred when he painted it red
But we just marked it black with a sharpie then defaced it with pen
We would let him in the church building and pray and pay him respect
But we just got a brand new carpet, he might leave blood stains when he steps
Ugh. Blasphemy
[Verse 2]
My rhyming schemes like a diamond ring, the way they shine and bling
Not to brag but tight is your cotton pants when they dry and shrink
Cry and scream like your momma when she hides the keys
So you don’t drive and drink, but she gets high and then supplies you weed
I know the feeling; I was hopeless with no hope to fill me
Guess I had some hope or I’m just hoping that this dope could kill me
Wouldn’t go away, there’s no escape; I just resurrected
Instead of death, I’ll be in Hell realizing this ghost is still me
That’s when I heard the Sermon, still I had to learn the Sermon
Cuz the herbs are burnin, had me swerving like the Earth was turnin
A worthless person with no purpose like I cursed a virgin
Literally, sleepin with this Christian girl I went to church with
Like the elephants in the room, and you can smell it all from the fumes
Get a shovel and get a broom, or I just let this turd sit
So we went celibate for a few, so I could celebrate with the grooms
I’m not intelligent but I knew, that for me? She’s perfect
Went to Church, began a fellowship and I grew
Saw that they were relevant and cool but they refused, to grow beneath the surface
The evangelist on the television is smooth but like a skeleton in the nude
It’s at a truth, he has no meat to work with
Im a pastor now, so I’m the guy that speaks at service
Bring the truth till they get up and leave or turn so green their shirt rips
It’s either that; or giving peace at last until they weep and gasp
Get on their knees and hands and sing like this been free to worship
But as for me, I believe that Jesus is the king that has the keys
So it’s blasphemy if you don’t believe his word yet
Agh, Blasphemy
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