REVENGER
Money is a sin and I acknowledge
That everything that makes us, us are monsters
Casa blanca faces, anonymous arraignments
Sun dried, throw sum dice, to escape placements
I will never say shit, fuck the opps I hate them
Fuck the cops, them blue boys ticket you cause of their hatred
Makes them feel so safe in those glass cages
Til we go and break all of their faces
Running round with Revengers
And the thinking is so Mensa
Running round with Revengers
And we hunting all of your mentors
Messiah for the hopeless and lost
What is the cost of living in strife
Surrounded by the most treacherous eyes
That want to see your downfall, before they crown y'all
And get a percentage from life, they will sound off
About your weakness, before you speak it
That's why you have to dream harder and believe it
You got to be your own coach carter, in this dying world
Fore they run circles round you, and try to take what's yours
Running round with Revengers
And the thinking is so Mensa
Running round with Revengers
And we hunting all of your mentors
How much blood in the chalice will spill?
Til they respect the words written by my quill
You know when I pull up, chauncey billups, it's for the chip
For all the talking that's slick, that's so full of shit
That come around here, talking money
It's funny how you think that's it
I been on it like
Counting money and silent nights
That got em so petrified
I just hit a different drive
That no rapper will survive
I'm going to have 2025
And if anybody disagree, it's time to say goodbye
That everything that makes us, us are monsters
Casa blanca faces, anonymous arraignments
Sun dried, throw sum dice, to escape placements
I will never say shit, fuck the opps I hate them
Fuck the cops, them blue boys ticket you cause of their hatred
Makes them feel so safe in those glass cages
Til we go and break all of their faces
Running round with Revengers
And the thinking is so Mensa
Running round with Revengers
And we hunting all of your mentors
Messiah for the hopeless and lost
What is the cost of living in strife
Surrounded by the most treacherous eyes
That want to see your downfall, before they crown y'all
And get a percentage from life, they will sound off
About your weakness, before you speak it
That's why you have to dream harder and believe it
You got to be your own coach carter, in this dying world
Fore they run circles round you, and try to take what's yours
Running round with Revengers
And the thinking is so Mensa
Running round with Revengers
And we hunting all of your mentors
How much blood in the chalice will spill?
Til they respect the words written by my quill
You know when I pull up, chauncey billups, it's for the chip
For all the talking that's slick, that's so full of shit
That come around here, talking money
It's funny how you think that's it
I been on it like
Counting money and silent nights
That got em so petrified
I just hit a different drive
That no rapper will survive
I'm going to have 2025
And if anybody disagree, it's time to say goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Ralph Vincent Levita Palomares
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