Ab-Soul, Black Thought, Talib Kweli, Z-Trip - Congregation lyrics

I'm on that homicide, suicide
Drama like Islamabad
Under God, going overboard like the Amistad
Ringing bells, it was 2012 back in 95
I made it out alive
Now finally I've arrived
But still threw back to all
My other blue black
People that's sticking to it like
Mice to a glue trap
My work speak for it'self
So I don't interrupt
I am an expert, this is no beginners luck
If you denying the truth
Then I don't give a fuck
Otherwise get your hands and your antennas up
As we go into our
Initial descent, I'm alive
But only fifty percent
I wasn't listening to that intuition now
I'm in that system again
And I'm praying God give me the strength
I'm drifting into a dark place
Tryna keep this part of my heart safe
My soul basically been shark bait
My body's in bad shape
Spitting that fire flame, on a higher plane
Going poltergeist
Life a game, ain't no referee
I can't hold it right bring the rain
Praying to the Lord for it to pour tonight
Bring the pain, fucking with that meth
I'm on that Walter White
There ain't no maybes, baby
Make it or you don't make it
You gotta take it, take it
Take it or you gon' get taken
Can I get a church from the congregation?
Can I get a church from the congregation?

I'm on that armageddon, public devastation
Come in the Revelations rap Jehovah
Knocking pastors over while I pass the dosha
Lord forgive him
But I keep cutting these records like
A sword was with 'em
Mixing it with the medicine
Attempting to warn the children
Of what the future holds
Slaves of monatomic gold
Seems the problem is atomic
But it's microscopic though
I'm courting hoes and pouring fours
There must be something more than this
Hopefully I'm immortal and I'll
Never need a mortician
All my thoughts is black, Kweli on the track
My reflection is eternal even
If the mirror cracks
And I don't wear no watch
Cause I ain't got no time
Solar system, this is astronomy not a rhyme
We bringing the real back
Y'all ain't have no spine
So spin the reel back, nigga press rewind
Soak it all in, that is until you're dry
I'm throwing the peace and eating
A piece of devil's pie, i'm


A dialectic
Attract cofollowings like scientologists
Reading the dianetics
This religion that I invented
It's really a way of life
These thoughts of freedom that I embedded
Is reaching you through the speakers
These poison animal leaders is
Weaker than niggas
With fever and sweeter than diabetics
Get deaded trying to set it
They'll tie you up like a fetish
They'll gas you up like unleaded
And let it off
'Til you wetter than spaghetti
Sauce and lettuce chopped
Up with your body left in a crevice
We the reverends performing exorcisms
Exercising the right to fight
For the dedicated
Concentrated few that's left who listen
God is with them like we started a mission
Following God is wisdom
God is risen like followers of
Elijah finding God in prison
We praying for that work
We need that occupation
Can I get a church from the congregation
If you sick of the same conversation
You say you make it rain
But that's just condensation