Dilated Peoples, Fashawn, Rapsody, Domo Genesis, Action Bronson, Vinnie Paz - Hallelujah lyrics

Ayo, hoes holler hallelujah, how I maneuver
Passenger's side with Ruger, connoisseur
My mind is a sewer, infested with garbage
Crime, rhyming and music
Disrespecting the market
Like a Mexican martyr, boy, I do it to death
Nothing left with the carcass
Squeeze a Tec on the target
Aim the wreck at your artist, flames
A mess on the carpet
Then hit everything except for the daughter
Cat burglar to a merciful murderer
Certainly not with the circus
They trying serve
I'm either too hood for my own good
Or I'm too good for my own hood
Cold is the climate in the hearse
Where they found me in the dirt
Too demonic for the church
I body any and everybody until the day
They put my body in the earth


This is ghetto gossip while I work

Live from Venice, the southern menace
Put me in the Guinness for raising
Hell up for all the sinners
High as tinters, violinists
I string them all along
Tied to the flow like water
Skis in the red ocean
Hang like an apostrophe, any MC no Qu'ran
I prayed to the God
Then prayed on their bodies all at once
Sun setting
Never regretting the day's events are gone
Forgive me for my sins
With everything that I pen my palm
Sweaty, sick as spaghetti
My noodle machete sharp
To niggas that wanna spark, I pray for you
Hallelujah quick as a cougar when I maneuver
You spit manure
Eating Peruvian in my rishwa pen
Pretty Julia Roberts, I'm a woman robbing you
Of your coolness
Hard to reach like the stewardess
Underground like the sewage is
Who fucking with the kid?
Did this show evidence?
International, such an animal
Yeah I really been killing on the daily
You niggas crazy and asterisk
Star, follow me you could
Probably find the manger
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy

I don't trust the score
I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their hands
That's the art of war
I learned the proper punching power
Started from the floor ground up, renovate
A wall is just another door
Resurrected like the phoenix
Blazing every stage spread my wings and fly
But gravity's a heavy cage
Hellfire and heaven's rage on every page
Revelation propaganda
Maybe it's the seven plagues
Aiming at the tower, same commercial
Different station
They stuck on training wheels
And tracing paper, vapor chasing
I'm half amazing, a quarter sinner
A quarter savior
Fascinated, Rakaa seen the wretched
Paint the righteous painting
My travel agent's favorite, preacher's son
No sign of fading the lights weaponized
Fireworks at night displaying
The blazing arrows fly
A thousand points of light just raining
Careful when you're in the quarters
Chariots are hydroplaning

Fucker, we from the hundreds now
Kill a fuck assumption
We bucking off or we ducking down
Couple blocks away from the form
Check how we run this town
You fuckers get this work in this bun
Check my circumference now
Circle wasn't set stretching, yoga flame
Hottest rapper in the streets and they
Don't even know his name kept the dope, boy
And I ain't even need a golden chain
I'm focused, man
You shooting like a rookie that
Don't know his range
Smoking, watch me go insane
Opus and the novacaine
Shit was once an open game
We got it by a rope and chain
Losing all control of wild paintings
In my broken brain i don't think you get it
Scrap me down for anything you
Niggas sending at me young niggas flexing
Mean mugs but trigger happy
I'm getting high
I don't ever let a minute pass me
I'm feeling famished, bitch
I'm sick of fasting
About that action, we can get it cracking
Never find shit to match

I caught a body, they called it a verse
Called the cops, I caught the life
They calling a hearse
Pain is easy in reverse
I think pleasure hurts
The first rule is win
The second's don't forget the first
I think the worst now behind us
Hello first-timers
It's welcome to one-liners
Question anything against the
Center of alignment
This rock ain't a diamond until
It's polished up and shining
Decide to ride the retro minutes
To the summit's peak
Others fall trying to climb it
Because their stomach weak
When we climbing in the summer heat
They throwing shade against the team
When the others meet
Despite the hate when sun'll speak
Then others peep it after this drops
Nothing’s best kept but nothing’s secret
If nothing’s nothing
Then what the fuck is getting even?
Just an odd man out, another duck in season
What’s yours is yours, what’s mines is mines
It seems as simple as it simply rhymes
I keep the simpleton spit in
All the sympathy lines
I mean it’s Craig G rap
Came on symphony shines

Slay the Nazarene, you just fire water
I’m gasoline it ain't a day in Philly if
I never pass a fiend it’s blood everywhere
Similar assassin's scene
Purify the water, correlate the Torah
Maccabeen you think that you could
Box with Vinnie? Dummy, that’s obscene
The nine milli silly, dummy
But the mac is mean
The downstairs wild gritty
But the attic clean
You have unbearable lightness and just
A lack of being
You ain’t built to shoot the five with me
That’s the thing
I’m only after one thing, money
That’s the rings
I’m only after one head, money
That’s the king’s
A rat gonna be a rat and so he have to sing
I got an Ingram MAC-11 and it has a beam
And that’s a beautiful love there
It has a gleam
You wasn’t in a platoon, cousin
Cause that was Sheen
Old school, still loyal to guns and Vaseline

Selling the J dirty boogie, gray hoodie
Hit the dougie
Pinky rings on racks of chicken nuggets
Shit’s like shooting fish in a bucket
Dab the hummus
I’m in Japan for the summer, land the plane
On Jamaica Ave, black rain in the forecast
Four-four class
Open a stolen Accord door and haul ass
Body disposed by Albanian doorman
For four grand, aw man
I throw the lamb in the
Ground and leave it overnight
You ain’t ever seen this in your life
You ain’t used to being where I been to
Curly and my men do
You ain’t been through shit I been through
This is limited edition, 666 driven
Tryna keep from out of prison
So I lay low, throwing dice
Tomato sauce for the boss
Place the bib over the cross, it’s us