Oddisee - Yeezus Was a Mortal Man lyrics

Been in this game for years
It made me intelligent
Stupid niggas fade into irrelevance
I'm permanently
Settled in like melanin, Adamantium Skeletons
The sickness is immune to modern medicine
Fighting ancient evils on the
Steeples and pulpit's
Nowadays we call it beefing, drama
And bullshit most of these niggas half man
But they full bitch
Wolves in the full moon only
Useful for smelling scents
Me I'm a predator and I'm telling ya
Get the fuck from around me
Before they find you in the
Bushes with hell of dents
This a blood sport and y'all
Bleeding between the legs
And I'm in no need of eggs
My lady got hella hips
I'm after the presidents
Representing the capitol
Any rapper from my residence I
Promise I'm better than
Citizen of the globe any place
That I ever been, i pissed on
That was for the wolves
That were smelling scents, now get gone

Ayo, I know that Yeezus was a mortal man
And, HOV ain't Jehovah, just a normal man
And, we all lambs to the slaughter
That all die, but some die harder
Which one is you?
I mean is you a runner or you running shit?
Is you a fetcher or you summon shit?
I'm the definition of a martyr
Let my name live on
As the king without a throne
With all the honor

Niggas want to bring the 90s back
I'm still using 70s slang
That shit behind me jack
Born in the 80s Ronald Reagan
Tried to slide me crack
The walking dead was hunted by Feds
Yo where the lively at?
Out of trouble and on the
Hustle where I be at
I live within the jungle and on
The humble the silent cat
Louder the lion, the louder the lying
The closer these niggas get to death
And the louder the crying holler at me
Won't get a response I'm overseas
When my phone tone change I'm gone
You know my steez
See Islam Salaam is the belief
And they synonymous with bombs but
I'm one over beats
But, you can't box with odds
Your arms will never reach
So trying to talk to God
The odds you'll never speak, but
You could start by washing both
Of your feet and
Praying with open hands and bending
Both of your knees

I know that Yeezus was a mortal man
And, HOV ain't Jehovah, just a normal man
And, we all lambs to the slaughter
That all die, but some die harder
Which one is you?
I mean is you a runner or you running shit?
Is you a fetcher or you summon shit?
I'm the definition of a martyr
Let my name live on
As the king without a throne
With all the honor

See nowadays we worship the stars
That do nothing to deserve the
Applause that they receive
We huddle below the bar
Sub par is the new degree
With the artists that's out now
Mustn't be hard to reach
Anybody can come even close to being a beast
They see themselves as God or regard
Them selves as the chief
The streets is hungry for kings
The kings are hunting for rings
My nigga I don't wear jewelry so
Fuck who rocking a chain
I'm just rocking a beat
Mo I'm just doing my thing
Making money from rapping who claiming
That talk is cheap
If record sales and talent was
Ever one in the same
I'd be running the game if that
Rule were ever to change
But this a tangible dream
I don't do it for fame
I just do it for heads
I just do it for bread
I don't do it for names
So fuck who standing in line
You focusing on the guest list
I'm focused on my set, bitch

I know that Yeezus was a mortal man
And, HOV ain't Jehovah, just a normal man
And, we all lambs to the slaughter
That all die, but some die harder
Which one is you?
I mean is you a runner or you running shit?
Is you a fetcher or you summon shit?
I'm the definition of a martyr
Let my name live on
As the king without a throne
With all the honor