100 Bars Pt. 4

Get the pen and pad 'cause this is gettin' massive
Diggin' in the bag for different intergalactic
Infinite and lasting lyrics with the passion
Gettin' sick of rappers spittin' big disasters
Kids is listening backwards kicked it with my pastor
Insisted this is just indicative of rapture
Big conviction lacking, sippin' livin' lavish
Instrumental for dinner, no intermittent fasting

This is gettin' tragic if you mix and match
Your sentences with clash with sentiments you have
This is big Atlanta, this ain't simple math
This is Kendrick, triple stacks and Mr. Mathers
Ceilings gettin' cracked, the buildings split in half
The villains feel attacked with healing when I rap
The syllables intact, I'm reeling in the back
I'm sitting in the back, you witnessing the blap

Ok, they actin' like my God ain't ruler, the law ain't true
Or my hallelujah won't knock a blockade or Top Eight shooters
And dogface troopers that'll send you up to Yahweh sooner
Ain't gotta talk, but when it drop, it'll stop their rumors
The beat disgusting, I eat the subject
Free concussion, lead to deep discussion
We compete in public, people see and love it
Demons peep and reaping from it
Made it out the streets where evil jumpin'
Dealing dope, no repercussion
Kill the drums and bring 'em back, that's a re-percussion
Jesus coming, see the Son of man
Make a paraplegic do the running man
You can keep the money, ain't freedom from it
I got freezer lunches, they said he was thuggin' with a blunt in hand
The reaper coming, Desert Eagle bussin' ain't no cheatin'
Just a heart that's bleeding pumping for the upper plan, run it then

Stop talkin' 'bout Jesus Monty, then you'll prevail
Trust me, I'm your friend, I don't wanna see you fail
I would die for what I'm speakin' 'bout, let me show you why
Hop in my '92 Regal, let's go to the Southside

Ayy, we came to beat out the ride
We like to fly, they can't keep me out the sky
We came to weed out the lie, the heat out to lie
Sweatin' 'cause he 'bout to die
Who's paying you to play the fool
Who made the rules up and taught you to stay in school?
Fiending to meet the world like, topanga's boo's neighbor do
I ain't amused
We ain't had the bread of life for several nights, our plate is full
We've been actin' like the only source of hell is sitting in Satan's shoes
We play it cool, while the enemy making moves
On the symphony playing tunes
On the script and the breaking news
On the little display ensure
On the syllables makin' room
No, my skin can't be monetized
If He wasn't killed on the cross we'd die
That's a Heathcliff, type of steep cliff
When you see the bill, know the cost be high
I mix the melodies with metaphors
For Elohim to peddle dreams to Ecuador
I hopped off the South Atlanta steps and porch
Just to mix up your repertoire
All these rappers degenerous, Ellen sorta
My lyrics more heavy then stegosaurus
I'ma new creature like metamorphosis
I hopped in The Matrix, I met a Morpheus
You see the fans loving, Xan' pop with hands up, don't you settle for it
That's what the plan was to can us and hand us to the Devil's poison
Wait, in Atlanta, they don't ask for people, they strap from knee up
Might get badly beat up, or smoke they brought like some Cali reefer
That's why you hear so much passion because
It happened to me once
Head split open cracked in the back of a Debbie truck
I said "Momma, don't you cry on me
"She said "Baby, don't you die on my boy"
Y'all might wonder why I fight for the Lord
Half of y'all ain't seen revival before
I'ma partner, see me light up with joy
I looked to heaven and decided to pour
My infinite right hand restored
Love your smoke, but rock to be encored
Redefined the feeble mind, defeat the idol
Be the light, we need the light, we need to fight
'Cause people dying, evil times in here
We've been fighting for equal rights in here
We feed the lie and legalize the snare
We got needles, pipes and he ain't fighting fair
We got the teasin' line while we reciting prayer
One day we'll see the righteous look

It's something different inside of me giving me light
In this wicked economy to my people be livin' in poverty
They rippin' the policies, stripping the profit to kill us and conquer
I know we hurt, but we been livin' in prophecy
I sit in the dark, been pennin' my thoughts and rippin' apart every army that the enemy shot at me
I'm picking apart every entity and filling with Imminent lyrical slaughter until they fearin' my Father, I gotta

Though the rain keeps falling, though the sun ain't shining
Something told me we will see Him, we will see the Lord
Though the rain keeps falling, though the sun ain't shining
Something told me we will see Him, we will see the Lord

If you a doctor, a shooter, a politic spewer, an entrepreneur
A model in school or your options are fewer
The sovereign ruler locked you into His palm and His view
His promise is true, He's a father to you, an obstacle mover
Good God so mighty, He gon' spot me like a college recruiter
Turn your pile of manure to a valuable cure
His house is secure when I'm down and unsure, of how to endure
Whether abounding or poor, He's astoundingly pure
I've been bought with the red, had two Glocks to my head
Could have been lost and been dead, I talked to God in my bed
Woke up and saw what His prophecy said, your knowledge is dead
Can't convince me He ain't forgive me on that cross where he bled
So we gon' pop it off, From the hood to the parking lot
Been too good to be callin' off
Are we lookin' for God at all?
When too many have fallen down 'cause we not involved
He been too great to be quiet, It's too much pain to be silent (Oh yeah)
It's too much rain to be dryin', It's too much pain, too much dyin' (Oh yeah)
Ain't no reason we've allowed it
We can see and read about it, we can even be about it
Jesus, Jesus, we can shout it
Seen believers be deleted in the guillotine about it
I'm just trying to put my father at the top
I'm just trying to get my partners off the block
One day, we gon' have a party that's gon' last forever, like we never ever seen a clock
'Til the day I die, I'm a rebel for the One up in the sky
I'ma take it to levels they can never try
I'ma do whatever just to kill the lie
Edify, tell if I, set aside
Devil die, I'ma ride blow the trumpet and cry
I'ma meet Him on the day He arrive
They can't shoot me down, I'm up way too high

(Oh, oh, oh)
Though the rain keeps falling (Oh, oh, oh)
Though the sun ain't shining (Oh, oh, oh)
Something told me we will see Him (We will
See), we will see the Lord (Fall to my knees)
Though the rain keeps falling (Hold on to Jesus)
Though the sun ain't shining (Don't you believe that?)
Something told me we will see Him (We will see), we will see the Lord
Woah, woah
Sing, we will see the Lord