The Messiah

The promised the deliverer The leader and a savior The closet thing to Aallah in your eyes The Messiah has arrived Jesus Christ was just a Prophet Oh oh y'all ain't like that He was black too probably stood six two With bad credit I think he had golds in his mouth The second coming of Hip-Hop rooted in the South Step into the ring with the King throw in the towel Samson with the power I do it by the hour These rappers come and go but I'm stay here for awhile Get comfortable sit back lay back and kick my feet up That boy to cold man somebody turn the heat up Selling this crack on these verses I had to reup These hoes wanna meet us, these niggas wanna be us Son of Abraham grain of sand you been a fan Cigar smoke in the Yucatan and a business plan Investments paying dividends in the end All I depend on is myself and a pen The Messiah was born to win, born into sin Born innocent, Burberry the scent Years been spent, in perfecting this shit R-E-D captain no capping I'm steering the ship For the benefit of better lyrics higher thinking But don't think I won't get the clapping have angel's singing Life is about balance both sides of the palate Pussies getting wetter market price and tossed salads Better than average more than a savage Independent established shoes off in my palace Have you wondering like Alice with a heart full of malice No challenge a hit list from Portland to Dallas Don't doubt us know who the children of Judah are The Moon and the stars the jewels and cars Follow me I'm going far just play your part This takes heart this takes smarts this is a work of art The promised the deliverer The leader and a savior The closet thing to Aallah in your eyes The Messiah has arrived The promised the deliverer The leader and a savior The closet thing to Aallah in your eyes The Messiah is alive No blasphemous intentions This some shit to get the sheep's attention Young Sean Combs on a mission no intermission In a battleground mind state like Michigan Satan is real in that red white and blue No matter who in the Oval Office that statement true I'm talking like I'm bulletproof show Dylan Roof what bullets do George Zimmerman Roy Oliver they can get it too Twelve nations twelve sons I am him The blood of the chosen flowing beneath my skin Like my kin born with the hue of heros You can see me but not listening living B Roll How far will he go the so called Negro This ain't your average cup of Joe but this the needed tempo For the doubters nonbelievers birthers conceivers The under and over achievers the givers receivers Worshipping false idols until you meet a God If they talking too loud they must be a fraud Pull they card and expose em give me a reason Mind of a genius, seize the day, Carpe Diem I could rap about pyramids and hieroglyphs Conspiracy theories the lies the truths the myths Talk about the stars burn sage for a cleanse But we already know who the children of Judea is The promised the deliverer The leader and a savior The closet thing to Aallah in your eyes The Messiah has arrived The promised the deliverer The leader and a savior The closet thing to Aallah in your eyes The Messiah is alive