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Strap in for take off Christ beat brakes off Type talk slow, so he could play it off F*ck cops, stop and flip the mayor off Looking for God couldn't find the ocean Shape matter put time in motion Bitch niggas that walk in open Talk to they hoe friends NEw York here we go again King Christ the llama vs. the the shogun Tried to beat me But I never let my eyes deceive me Should we believe that he's a G Start easily See the God vis a vis How you see degree You're playing in a league with me He G-O-D Bust shots at the tourney Come from a block where cops is tyranny Weed smoke along my journey. Badge and gun still fearin me Large heat, God speak you see it clear Step in these streets you better be prepared Gun shots creepin thru the atmosphere Darkim Spoke for a while Darkim Allah drop math on them niggas too Darkim Spoke for a while Darkim Allah drop math on them niggas too Darkim Spoke for a while Darkim Allah drop math on them niggas too Darkim Spoke for a while Darkim Allah drop math on them niggas too Blackman is God, what I teach is hated Like my gat long street related Still reaching for the peak, don't speak to haters Don't pardon me Them motherfuckers ungodly Nigga talking smart he could spar with me The God keep patience Call a war, get the streets bakin Play the black card, key to the nation Building with the G-O-D's amazin Science I reveal could never be mason From back when I was locked down with 3 cases Rock mic harder King Christ sacrifice your martyr Lock in like the fights of Sparta Quote heavenly Same God I forever be Never let a snitch see to tell on me The God Beat felonies Killer Gs in the cell with me King Christ Degrees in my memory I live the science Share guns with Fame Labs alliance