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(This is the part, where i boast) Been in that casket, pen in my pocket Paper stories, lotta gossip Please stay away from the nonsense I been in my heavy type a conscience Congress tripping over prospects, yeah I know it be me It get messy when I tapped in, rap then dawg Remember when I last did that? You ain't even do it right, so back to the job I jot, yeah Yeah, why you gotta be up in the past though? Pass notes, I don't miss a thing or a typo Telling everybody in the studio to pass go Crazy isn't crazy if you seen it your whole life though dawg How do I show them my reality? How do I be myself without the king? It isn't possible, stop with the- (Stop with the) Stop for a pit stop, been a while Looked around for a pitch, stop Pitched I think, everyone apart of a group been in their own lane Then act fake, acting like they need a group of high names, no But does it even matter anymore? Rich, keep the riches from the poor "Sorta wealthy", wasn't in my stores How am i supposed to be somebody on the top? Drop your album for a day but i bet your bottom i'll flop Peep a corner with a bunch of more of those at the drop I go home, but my home is not a house but I go Anyways look both ways, got to prepare songs Beneficial to people prophesying over the wrong thing Looking around the pope, where the pope go? Listen to folks around the globe, it's a folklore How could you be in the game without the lord? Yeah you right i have to get right back to the game of thorns Thorns around my body, only Jesus is the only door Door opened, but only a few are chosen to wield the weapon To me and my pride, the person with less of brethren Has more to gain then nothing, cause he is risen Yes, he is risen, why is you tripping? I got to go harder when I'm with the father Yeah, i'm livid, living now But does it even matter anymore? Rich, keep the riches from the poor "Sorta wealthy", wasn't in my stores Been in that casket, pen in my pocket Paper stories, lotta gossip Please stay away from the nonsense I been in my heavy type a conscience Congress tripping over prospects, yeah I know it be me It get messy when I tapped in, rap then dawg Remember when I last did that? You ain't even do it right, so back to the job I jot, yeah Yeah, why you gotta be up in the past though? Pass notes, I don't miss a thing or a typo Telling everybody in the studio to pass go Crazy isn't crazy if you seen it your whole life though dawg How do I show them my reality? How do I be myself without the king? It isn't possible, stop with the- (Stop with the) (Gang)