Joey Purp, RZA - GODBODY PT. 2 lyrics
[Joey Purp, RZA - GODBODY PT. 2 lyrics]
A billion, data, Bitcoins and microchips
Intel Pentium, silicon and biochips
Sitting on Oprah's sofa
My drink is on a solid-gold coaster
Cigars with DiCaprio
I rock a Rollie, you still rock the Casio
Ace of Spade, popped on the patio
Aston Martin, powder-blue and pistachio
I know that they are not
Who they pretend to be
Ain't no more convincing me
Money turn your kin into your enemy
Streets will turn your mans into a memory
I keep it a century
I got a lot of people tryna
Drain me of this energy
Broski had them ten a key, we got chickens
Two apiece they gon' have to murder me
They don't want no niggas free
I know this was made for them
I know this was said for me
I'm just tryna take back every single
Thing that's meant for me
I don't owe nobody nothing
Everything come straight from me
"Young nigga, go get your bread" only thing
That's bred in me
Some my niggas still alive
They already dead to me
Ugh young!
I fear no evil, don't speak to serpent
For he deceitful i fear no demons
I buy the chains just to free my people
I dream of Porsches and families
That don't know divorces
Wake up to warring and niggas
Dying and buying Jordans
It's been a minute, I been official
I been efficient
I been in corners, I been that nigga
I been at this shit i been at war and I been
Relieved and I been addicted
I been recording, they pay me
Good, 'cause I paid attention, ugh!
Young Purple told y'all we back at it
Y'all hands ain't fast enough to touch me
You motherfuckers tryna box with God
You motherfuckers tryna throw rocks
At the sun i am the one and only (Purple)
I am the true and living
You can't catch what you can't touch
You can't touch what you can't see
Godbody! (Yuh)
First, they gon' love you then
They gon' hate you it comes in stages
He lost his cases, his lawyer Jewish
The judge was racist
I speak the truest, they misconstrue it
We incongruent
I need a moment, I need atonement
It's more than music
I douse the fire with water
I'm holy water to it
These boys so late to this party
It's like they're early to it
This feel like whispers in the
Pews when the pastor preaching
If they break me
I crack and crumble into Jesus pieces
I'm in the building, I'm on the building
I own the building at sixteen
Sixteens felt like a hundred million
I'm smoking Ke
Intel Pentium, silicon and biochips
Sitting on Oprah's sofa
My drink is on a solid-gold coaster
Cigars with DiCaprio
I rock a Rollie, you still rock the Casio
Ace of Spade, popped on the patio
Aston Martin, powder-blue and pistachio
I know that they are not
Who they pretend to be
Ain't no more convincing me
Money turn your kin into your enemy
Streets will turn your mans into a memory
I keep it a century
I got a lot of people tryna
Drain me of this energy
Broski had them ten a key, we got chickens
Two apiece they gon' have to murder me
They don't want no niggas free
I know this was made for them
I know this was said for me
I'm just tryna take back every single
Thing that's meant for me
I don't owe nobody nothing
Everything come straight from me
"Young nigga, go get your bread" only thing
That's bred in me
Some my niggas still alive
They already dead to me
Ugh young!
I fear no evil, don't speak to serpent
For he deceitful i fear no demons
I buy the chains just to free my people
I dream of Porsches and families
That don't know divorces
Wake up to warring and niggas
Dying and buying Jordans
It's been a minute, I been official
I been efficient
I been in corners, I been that nigga
I been at this shit i been at war and I been
Relieved and I been addicted
I been recording, they pay me
Good, 'cause I paid attention, ugh!
Young Purple told y'all we back at it
Y'all hands ain't fast enough to touch me
You motherfuckers tryna box with God
You motherfuckers tryna throw rocks
At the sun i am the one and only (Purple)
I am the true and living
You can't catch what you can't touch
You can't touch what you can't see
Godbody! (Yuh)
First, they gon' love you then
They gon' hate you it comes in stages
He lost his cases, his lawyer Jewish
The judge was racist
I speak the truest, they misconstrue it
We incongruent
I need a moment, I need atonement
It's more than music
I douse the fire with water
I'm holy water to it
These boys so late to this party
It's like they're early to it
This feel like whispers in the
Pews when the pastor preaching
If they break me
I crack and crumble into Jesus pieces
I'm in the building, I'm on the building
I own the building at sixteen
Sixteens felt like a hundred million
I'm smoking Ke