Shake Hands

Listen to the rats on the wiretap
Get killed in the back for a shoddy track
Listen here
If you don't have a chance in the devil's plan
I don't have much power but I know where ammunition is
I ain't been the same since I left
I can make it rain with my left
Any given night
Step up in the pain where He bled
Instead of a chain it's a net
Fishin' for your life
I'ma sing His praise to the death
Even if you tase me to death
I'ma bring the life
I don't need to change what He say
I just need to claim what He gave
And give Him my life
I ain't been the same since I left
I can make it rain with my left
Any given night
Step up in the pain where He bled
Instead of a chain it's a net
Fishin' for your life

I'm back like the prodigal
All praise be raised to the God above
Went and changed these plays like an audible
Wouldn't change these days for a pot of gold
And I laugh, kinda comical
I should start class since I'm on a roll
When I look back like you didn't know
If God made rap, you know He can flow
I'ma go

Listen to the rats on the wiretap
Get killed in the back for a shoddy track
Listen here
If you don't have a chance in the devil's plan
I don't have much power but I know where ammunition is
I ain't been the same since I left
I can make it rain with my left
Any given night
Step up in the pain where He bled
Instead of a chain it's a net
Fishin' for your life

I wonder how you feel like Christ when you're cooped up
Ain't the only one with laces that can loop up
Some of y'all say "I can hate if the group does"
Isn't that the same claim by the Ku Klux?
Jesus gave His life when He died for the ruthless
Three days then He raised like deuces
Lookin' at the devil's missed calls like "who's this?"
Appreciate the invite but it's useless
I ain't even trippin' on the town when they foolish
Don't see a point in houndin' the clueless
I see way more clowns than the students
You were given more rounds than you're usin'
I ain't even tryna settle down, I'm a tourist
'Til they put me in the ground with the tulips
I'ma tell you with my whole sound where the proof is
If you're aimin' for the truth, boy, then shoot this

Listen to the rats on the wiretap
Get killed in the back for a shoddy track
Listen here
If you don't have a chance in the devil's plan
I don't have much power but I know where ammunition is
I ain't been the same since I left
I can make it rain with my left
Any given night
Step up in the pain where He bled
Instead of a chain it's a net
Fishin' for your life
I'ma sing His praise to the death
Even if you tase me to death
I'ma bring the life
I don't need to change what He say
I just need to claim what He gave
And give Him my life
I ain't been the same since I left
I can make it rain with my left
Any given night
Step up in the pain where He bled
Instead of a chain it's a net
Fishin' for your life



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Armond Young, Seth Jacob Fenton
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