Rugged Symphony (Intro)

Somebody call the 'lluminati tell 'em God got it
Somebody call the 'lluminati tell 'em God got it
Somebody call the 'lluminati tell 'em God got it
Tell 'em God got it

Somebody call the illuminati tell 'em god got it
I'm too feral, they gon put me in a cage & lock it
Big bengal tiger got em kicking n screaming
'Cause I
Ain't chasing what they believing, or they preaching shi
Held it down in my borough (burrow) for 9 seasons
Tryna work on myself and stop feeding
Into the rat race, the shits a trap mayne
You see whole lotta red, then stop breathing
So I
Gotta cool off, and get back to my palace
I could never pay attention to the things bringing malice
But I know that good & evil keep the world all in balance
So you telling me i can't, is simply a challenge
Cone the blunt, stuff it up to the brim
Dodging all these damn bots, shits like pacific rim
You steady acting super shady so yo pockets be slim
Praising God in my songs, so you know that i'm him (hymn)
Off the rip, going in, you can call me Hamilton
It's like 32 voices in my head so speak again
If you coming at me wrong, then I guess I must repent
'Cause reciprocate that bullshit you tryna send
But I
Don't wanna fall back into my petty ways
But I know people preying on me for some petty thangs
It's all good til you notice that you at the age
Where you realize all this evil in the world engrained

Somebody call the 'lluminati tell 'em God got it
Somebody call the 'lluminati tell 'em God got it