2 Wordz
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
These quick kids got me wondering and thinking back
All the niggaz I lost now my pain is back
It's like what we do in the past we pay with our life
Over dumb ass crimes violating our rights
Shit we tired of the hunger and we sick of the basics
Shit if you ask me I'm sick of the patience
So I'm proving my point and I'm making a stance
Even tho I'm a G I'm stand as a man
I rather be heard, I ain't holding my tongue
And now I face the consequences for carrying a gun
I feel like I'm trapped feeling claustrophobic
So I'm keeping it close and I barely show it
Need to learn how to lead
Cuz I still got the young ones that look up to me
As I'm running the streets
So much shit on my mind, so much weight on my shoulders
Getting older with time, but it's barely over
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
It's 2 wordz cuz it's more than music so don't confuse it
Just take a ride with me
Feel the energy as I put it in the air
Hear the sound that I'm bringing round
See the light that I'm shining down
Exposing the chemical and biological warfare they selling now
It's a pity they ain't settling down
They manipulating administering controlling disease
To take the people and the cities down
We can't submit and frown
Can't be sheep led to the slaughter then we kneeling down
Rise and shine wear yo crown pay attention now
Time to tweak our tweeters for this spiritual warfare on this battleground
What side are you on when it's going down
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
They want me to spit a verse but I'm a spit it with meaning
Like the meaning of my life is go kill them demons
But what good is the knowledge if nobody listen
Like what good is a superhero with no kind of mission
My life consisting of doing God's good deeds
The result everyday I'm blessed with the God's good trees
And I see these prejudicees want mees
To pay these fees and be in these penitentiaries
For centuries and generations locked down on probation
Facing death in this nation
Goals of the American congregation
Now conflagration from Afro to European conformation
Breeding you as cannibals and taking away yo meditation
And this FADIN delegation with no hesitation
Presenting delineation with this verbal consultation
Deliberation bout slaving with no reparations
Just selling yo soul for what destructive man be creating, No
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
These quick kids got me wondering and thinking back
All the niggaz I lost now my pain is back
It's like what we do in the past we pay with our life
Over dumb ass crimes violating our rights
Shit we tired of the hunger and we sick of the basics
Shit if you ask me I'm sick of the patience
So I'm proving my point and I'm making a stance
Even tho I'm a G I'm stand as a man
I rather be heard, I ain't holding my tongue
And now I face the consequences for carrying a gun
I feel like I'm trapped feeling claustrophobic
So I'm keeping it close and I barely show it
Need to learn how to lead
Cuz I still got the young ones that look up to me
As I'm running the streets
So much shit on my mind, so much weight on my shoulders
Getting older with time, but it's barely over
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
It's 2 wordz cuz it's more than music so don't confuse it
Just take a ride with me
Feel the energy as I put it in the air
Hear the sound that I'm bringing round
See the light that I'm shining down
Exposing the chemical and biological warfare they selling now
It's a pity they ain't settling down
They manipulating administering controlling disease
To take the people and the cities down
We can't submit and frown
Can't be sheep led to the slaughter then we kneeling down
Rise and shine wear yo crown pay attention now
Time to tweak our tweeters for this spiritual warfare on this battleground
What side are you on when it's going down
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
They want me to spit a verse but I'm a spit it with meaning
Like the meaning of my life is go kill them demons
But what good is the knowledge if nobody listen
Like what good is a superhero with no kind of mission
My life consisting of doing God's good deeds
The result everyday I'm blessed with the God's good trees
And I see these prejudicees want mees
To pay these fees and be in these penitentiaries
For centuries and generations locked down on probation
Facing death in this nation
Goals of the American congregation
Now conflagration from Afro to European conformation
Breeding you as cannibals and taking away yo meditation
And this FADIN delegation with no hesitation
Presenting delineation with this verbal consultation
Deliberation bout slaving with no reparations
Just selling yo soul for what destructive man be creating, No
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
I got 2 words for haters
A Million for my brothers
Some for my lovers
And a few undercovers
For these wicked motha-fuc-fuc-fuc-fuckas
Credits
Writer(s): Jasper Johnson
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