Fallout

Ya'll better fall in
Before you fallout
Me, I let em all in
Before I take em all out
See I go all in
Then I'm going all out
Only time ya'll call in
Is when you tryin' to call out
Well fuck a shortcut
Me I took the long route
Hope you find the right path
If you were on the wrong route
I got faith, you all doubt
Ya'll just causing more clouds
But every time I storm in
Most you niggas storm out
Oh the irony, transpiring, virally
Vitally igniting these forest fires inside of me
I got the height of like four Giants
The sight of me, mightily, causes vertigo
Word just go, run and hide from me
The highest hierarchy, wouldn't dare stand beside of me
Besides, my God and Queen got me covered nigga I'm honestly
Modest because I wanna be
Wannabes only wanna be
Because it's cool to do
But I'm true to truth
So don't lie to me

Ya'll better fall in
Before you fallout
And recognize the savior
By how he brings the Lord out
That lightening strikes
I let my inner Thor out
Never catch me lyin' (Lion) nigga
'Less I let a roar out
You up shits' creek
And I handin' oars out
The world's gone cold
It was time to let it thaw out
Live by the sword
Then you better keep your sword out
I put my heart into it
Won't have it torn out
But, they rather badger me
Badly embarrass me
Bury me, quicker than they carried me
Can it be, that humanity?
Handed themselves to Satan
And rituals of insanity
Candid cameras are catching them constantly in their savagery
Such a calamity, vanity, personalities, Tainted by immorality, and superficiality
Conditioned to be panicky
Blame it on Christianity
Judge us by nationality
Color, money, sexuality

So ya'll should fall in
Before you fallout
Some people walk in
But they never walk out
Some people cross lines
Then they get crossed out
Some people found God
While others lost out
Some niggas ballin'
They go and buy the mall out
I hit em with that Euro step
I rather ball out
I rather raise my kids
And getta small house
They rather act like women
And wear they broads' blouse
These niggas buggin'
Knowing the repercussions
They huddling over ovens
For cuts of what they been cuttin'
Mental Benjamin Buttons
Most are so unbecoming
I come from nothing to something
I had to be what you wasn't
Father I'd never judge em
Or the people that love em
But every pill they consume
Is leading em to destruction
Every abuse of substance
Creates another obstruction
And every bit of corruption
Is guiding them to the dungeon
So y'all should fall in
Before the fallout
Cause when time comes
Its too late to let your thoughts out
I'm trying to guide you niggas
I'll map it all out
Lead em by example
And keep em out the courthouse



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Writer(s): Christian Torres
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