Bitch I am up, bitch I am up Bitch I am huh, bitch I am up Thank you very much I'm way too good at this shit I don't even really gotta try no more Oh my God, Ronny Okay, Xans for her dinner, uhh Bag from Margiela, uhh

Ain't nothing more important than the mula (The mula) Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me I'm with my shooter

For the sinner, God is ready God is ready, when you're ready We don’t need no truth, got planted now It grows on trees I don’t let it or 8 side loose There’s no saint and there’s no sinner Done more dirt than these I know that we can do more right that

Ay papi, Nik apurate No more apologizing for being excellent From now on man, fuck it, I'm just gon' be dope And not apologize for it I'm sorry I'm dope, nigga Rap your mind around it and embrace it, this is a fact of life God, I'm so good Yeah, fuck up

Rise thy horns For I'm at one with the dark Divine presence ascends Touching the forehead ov god Hark! I was not, I have become In rapture, in vengeance, in blood From word into flesh From man into god "Strive ever to more"

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they

This is a God dream We on an ultralight beam I'm tryna keep my faith This is everything You know we need it But I'm looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war This is my part, nobody else speak

Following a god so blind Swallow not the shit they feed The Halo over our demise Sallow in their sickening Our time, Will come Our time, Is now This is our call to arms, will you stand beside me? This is our time to fight, no more compromising And this

Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Well, we're good old boys, we come