No Choice
I have no (no no) choice
But to blow (blow blow) up
To the top with my boys
(winning)
Sho sho sho nuff
(winning)
Hospitable
My c.d. will
Put you in the hospital
My spittle
Clearing up the eyes of the blind
(Oh Jesus)
Making all the light visible
Stop in the road
(Jesus)
Deer in the headlights
Make em think twice
Didn't know what to do
On an infinite loop of insanity
(Jesus)
"Work it out."
(Jesus)
"Who you callin?"
Bawlin'. see you in the mornin'
Yawnin'-visiting you in the hospital, being hospitable
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Ya'll can call me 1x
Not a shocker if you know my gift
I say - get a Glock, and my shot dont miss
But until then, i'll use this bop gun
They want a 7th son, and I'm not one
Immean I am one
Immean I got one
Immean I had a son, but he's gone
Lickety-splickety he's dipped
_____ ain't ready. they ainn ready for the flow switch
When a brotha get it rockin', and like
When a brotha gettit poppin' like harlem
. uh
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Welcome to my world
I know you're dying
Stop crying
You'll say
"one more time, please deliver from strife"
You'll say
"one last time, and i'll give you my life"
But eventually, youll get tired of lying to God
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Proof's in the pudding
Now I gotta find my footing-
Now I need two feet to match it
We speak truth from the casket
Talkin' bout Jesus
"what?"
Jesus
"What, boy?"
Fall down, get up
Fix my kippah (kippah)
Not like anybody helps
Definitely not like anybody else
This better be felt- my heart in this song
When I get up, we gonn all get gone
I rock with the city
Up top with the city
I roll where the pity ain't
They say be so good they can't ignore you
Well- they really can't
Outro
I roll with a hold on my check
And a gun at my throat
And they ain't got no respect
I'm broke, but they say they wanna " broke me to death."
I'll rap till I ainn got no voice
I ainn got no choice
Homie I ainn got no joys
But I hope the money's gonn' buy that for us
My homies- they know I ride for the chorus
I'll die for the chorus
Yeah?
Yeah
But to blow (blow blow) up
To the top with my boys
(winning)
Sho sho sho nuff
(winning)
Hospitable
My c.d. will
Put you in the hospital
My spittle
Clearing up the eyes of the blind
(Oh Jesus)
Making all the light visible
Stop in the road
(Jesus)
Deer in the headlights
Make em think twice
Didn't know what to do
On an infinite loop of insanity
(Jesus)
"Work it out."
(Jesus)
"Who you callin?"
Bawlin'. see you in the mornin'
Yawnin'-visiting you in the hospital, being hospitable
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Ya'll can call me 1x
Not a shocker if you know my gift
I say - get a Glock, and my shot dont miss
But until then, i'll use this bop gun
They want a 7th son, and I'm not one
Immean I am one
Immean I got one
Immean I had a son, but he's gone
Lickety-splickety he's dipped
_____ ain't ready. they ainn ready for the flow switch
When a brotha get it rockin', and like
When a brotha gettit poppin' like harlem
. uh
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Welcome to my world
I know you're dying
Stop crying
You'll say
"one more time, please deliver from strife"
You'll say
"one last time, and i'll give you my life"
But eventually, youll get tired of lying to God
They ain't really bout it, bruh
Proof's in the pudding
Now I gotta find my footing-
Now I need two feet to match it
We speak truth from the casket
Talkin' bout Jesus
"what?"
Jesus
"What, boy?"
Fall down, get up
Fix my kippah (kippah)
Not like anybody helps
Definitely not like anybody else
This better be felt- my heart in this song
When I get up, we gonn all get gone
I rock with the city
Up top with the city
I roll where the pity ain't
They say be so good they can't ignore you
Well- they really can't
Outro
I roll with a hold on my check
And a gun at my throat
And they ain't got no respect
I'm broke, but they say they wanna " broke me to death."
I'll rap till I ainn got no voice
I ainn got no choice
Homie I ainn got no joys
But I hope the money's gonn' buy that for us
My homies- they know I ride for the chorus
I'll die for the chorus
Yeah?
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Darian Joshua Garcia, Kene Ekwunife
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