Pulp Fiction

Ah, what?
You thought I would never make it? (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
It is what it is (okay), but this part is sold off (it's sold off)
Okay, yeah, uh, yeah

Look at my wrist (look at my wrist)
Shorty said she wouldn't mind livin' like this (livin' like this)
Kill the competition, cross 'em offa my list (offa my list)
If I say shoot, not a single shot miss (if I say shoot)
Take 'em on the lake, now we sleepin' with the fish (sleepin' with the-)
Just lost a load on the road, got me pissed (heavy load, yeah)
Everybody solid man, we all knew the risk (all knew the risk)
Got another shipment comin', so I gotta be quick (I gotta be quick)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I gotta be efficient (go efficient)
Two thousand miles, man, that's one hell of a distance (two thousand miles)
Flexin' on my exes, gotta show 'em what they missin' (now I'm flexin' on my exes)
Used to be a freak, now she a born again Christian (she a born again Christian)

Wanted you on the team, you couldn't see the vision (no, you couldn't)
Quit tellin' me I'm different
Not a lot's changed, still a man on a mission (not a lot's has changed)
Homie flipped the work, then I collect my commission

Sometimes, it feels outta my reach
You been on the bench, I got mud on my cleats
Out in California, in the hills, not the beach
She fuckin' with the campaign, she know the whole speech (oh)

Sometimes it feels outta my reach
You been on the bench, I got mud on my cleats
Out in California, in the hills, not the beach
She fuckin' with the campaign, she know the whole speech

Shorty so divine, so fine, so flawless
She give me the eyes, lookin' like Mia Wallace
Fifteen hundred on the inside of my wallet
If you seen us comin', know that we been livin' lawless
Yeah, the meter runnin' in the cab 'cause I hauled it
Yeah, the situation lookin' bad but I solved it
Prayin' for the homies with a case callin' Saul shit
When adversity was in my face, I never saw shit

Killin' all these sheep and all your GOATs to make the parchment
Dip the quill into they blood, that's what I write the bars with
All it took's a hit of bud, we ridin' in a starship
Throwin' up gang signs, a different kind of carsick
Goin' up hang time enough to make you nauseous
Growin' up, gang ties turned us to some bosses
Y'all was on the safe side, stayin' hella cautious
Luck I had to make mine and overcame my losses

Yeah, overcame my losses
Bossed up, turned us to some bosses, yeah
Turned us to some bosses, yeah
Hey, yeah, why? Ooh

Ezekiel 25:17
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides
By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he, who, in the name of charity and goodwill
Shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness
For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance
And furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers
And you will know my name is the Lord, when I lay my vengeance upon you"

Oh, oh
Oh, oh