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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marvin Robinson
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenisha Green
Songwriter
Joyce Diane Williams
Songwriter
Jared Lloyd-Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Lloyd-Robinson
Producer
Illohim
Producer
NO PARKING
Producer
Lyrics
I was Born In the valley of the shadow of death
By the rivers that delivered me to pyramid steps
Son of God and of Man, is all residing in me
Born a god but raised a man
But I was destined for king
Look it's sodomy, a rivalry
With the god in me, I mean
Your fraudery can't compensate, that bitch in your voice
I mean, the God in me will exercise you're freedom of choice
Either you in or you out
Ain't in between on the Lord
But, I will reign King, till the Rainman reigns in
Blessings from the sky like Icarus wings
Neither Icarus or Lazarus, I'm
In between, well rounded like Michelin
Man, I'm on a mission
With lethal precision, I'm picking off
Niggas, women, and chillens
Go make me a list and fill it
With niggas you think is killin
I'm something like Prince Vegeta
Y'all treating me like I'm Krillin
I wish y'all was in y'all bag
Just as deep as y'all in your feeling but
I guess I'm preachin' to the choir lately
Either that or I'm chattering with the mortar maybe
E-Either way, I'm just a means to an end
Cuz I had family switch on me like reciprocals, nigga
So either get you weight up or step like ellipticals, niggas
I fight fires with these gasoline hands
Fuck your feelings, tell your mans I need mines in advance
Best understand, I'm from a place
Where niggas bare arms like tank tops
Shell Shock niggas, trigger happy when that thang pop
Slang rock just to behead all the Philistines
Niggas cutthroat to get ahead like a guillotine
Everythang is Everythang
Musings of the finer thangs
Did a dime for the dime
Out again ain't nothin' change
He a cripple, He a lame
Risk it all for the 'Cane
Been broke all my life
Fuck it, I need restitution
Million dollar dreams but 20 dollar executions
Among other things I need better resolutions
Who's the greatest 80s baby on your playlist
They couldn't have a flow realer than Selassie
Even if I gave a blade serrated
To slit every single vein and artery
I'm honestly fucking sick and tired of faking modesty
I'm probably the only nigga here that go as hard as me
You fuck with me
I come in after you just like the letter V
For Vigilante
Ain't no ancy
Ain't no motherfuckin shakin
Yes I'll take it
Eat the plate involving custom stolen faces
I'm the hunter
Tell you punk
I'll rupture something
Snatch what's under
One wolf alive
But imma dragon
So that's Fuego punches
In the fire
Hear my tire
Plug is home
I spin the bend to go
Shack a rack in studio
Bag a nigga with his hoe
Open that
And tag a toe
Bucha rest inside of soul
Pass that Jane
I'm going insane
Going to church
But I ain't gone sang
Cross my heart
Cus my arm gone swang
Look into my eyes
And you can see the gang
Been to places
Unrequited
Money stacking
Cut the bias
You my ken
I'm robbing them
And smoking folks
To get you in
Broke as fuck
Dividing dens
Eye the cents
Cus none of that
Exciting men
But mine is ben
I hope that frank is frying in
The nastiest grave
I hope he chockin and
Rejoice the day that
He turned to ashes
Willy on the same bullshit
So you know what's crackin
You know we bout that action
You know what's gonna happen
Pardon the fuck up
I know that you're waiting
The demons
Keep fuckin my brains
And I'm screaming and moaning
And skating
Ummm
Territory occupied
By flowers faces
Just like the vases
Add them papers
Pour that motherfuckin Henny
I'm the baddest on the block
And I ain't no fuckin jenny
Writer(s): George Lee Johnson, Dwayne Robinson
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