King Los - God Money War lyrics

Uhh, uhh
You know how you always got that one homie
That call you just to check on you
(King what up nigga) oh, I guess that's me

Stuck on corners and lost in circles
I know you trappin
Just trapped in that shit
That often hurts you stumblin blocks
Runnin blocks with odds to hurdle
To dodge law, but God is law, awesome virtue
Uhh, seen phenoms fade out
Like fiends Nas laid out on his momma front
Cause daddy never had his back
Always talkin 'bout how his mama
Front now that's played out
You are who you're made of
All make-up don't make out
Bellies full of take out
Mouths full of foul words but never put
The hours in to get ours


Hours curse us, perverse ourselves
Cause cowards verse us but we verse ourselves
War ain't color blind but love is
And medicine isn't healing but a hug is
And smiles don't last forever but forever is
A mighty long time if you never smile
You never live

God, money, war
If heaven free what we kill for money for
They say when it rains it pours
But it rain on the poor
So you ain't really rich if what's
Rich ain't in your core
Real shit nigga, God, money, war
Woke up early Sunday morn'
Mama cooked breakfast left a
Message on the door
She said put this ten in church
And pray for better then before oh my God

I said God, save us, money, slave us
War, left bodies on the floor, good gracious
I said God, save us, money, slave us
War, left bodies on the floor, for acres

I'm feeling crazy, need a field of daisies
If God was heartless
He’d-a killed an atheist if you want it
Work and kneel and pray for it hurt them
Pain them certain still we facin it
Build your empires and raise your kings up
Set the bar high and take your queens up
Climb the mountain top and
Wake your dreams up
Nigga climb the mountain top and
Wake your dreams up
And we go hand to hand with rock
They say White was in the hotel up
The block jammin in the spot
They say how the fuck did
You really make it out
Damn a nigga shocked, damn my niggas locked
And them triggers pop every second
And I miss my pops every second
So I'm never second
Never second guess me on the second hand
Every second count cause if I'm second than
That's still a blessing
Cause you took a second just to check me out
Could a check me out, I mean out for real
We need family time, we got a house to build
I mean why they tryna take
The house from Bill
Now we need a doctor and a house for real
Dear Mr president, if you're hesitant
Your presence is requested in
The midst of neglagence
To fix your residence
It's a message in our restlessness
Tryna wrestle with being the lesser of
Whatever the lesser get
If it's a lesson it's really
Stressin it's really stretchin it
We finna burn this bitch down
If you really question it
Allow me to define the depths
Of something so definite
Death ain't just a step to
You motherfucker's just steppin it

Like God, money, war
If heaven free what we kill for money for
They say when it rains it pours
But it rain on the poor
So you ain't really rich if what's
Rich ain't in your core
Real shit nigga, God, money, war
Woke up early Sunday morn'
Mama cooked breakfast left a
Message on the door
She said put this ten in church
And pray that motherfucker work

We need some rest from stress
It hurts from lessons and some
Extra work I'm guessing
You gone save the world but
Baby get yo blessings first
Just so happens when you rap you give
God a section in yo verse
Might sound crazy but just maybe
Your protection on this earth la la la la la
Man we ain't never had shit
Or never knew magic
Whatever people had we didn't
Even have half it
I had to have passion and never had fashion
It's hard to have class when
It's half assed backwards
Why you never slinging crack
To the crack addicts
A nigga think he rappin now he back packin
Till he back tracking
Then he back on the block to get
Knocked off that nigga back packing
(gun noise)