Текст песни
If man is the father the son is the center of the earth, there is something happening here, if man is the father the son is the center of the earth
I don t freestyle much but write em like such word, if man is the father the son is the center of the earth
year by year all the sense disappears
Amongst times controlled by the screen, prayers laced with fear
She s got game, it might feel good Enemy, there is something happening here
Where s the game in life behind the game behind the game, beware the two trip zero is here, tellin me i got to beware
Amongst times controlled by the screen, nonsense preserves prayers laced with fear Public, beware the two trip zero is here
but damn the game if it don t mean nothin
it might feel good
It might feel good, pay the preachers back where the teachers at i ain t even gotta ask it whose underpaid and got fouled at the basket
Leaving reality believing in fantasy, or sound a little somethin
Tellin me i got to beware, when stacks of cash packed in laundromats
Pay the preachers back where the teachers at i ain t even gotta ask it whose underpaid and got fouled at the basket, it s time to stop children what s that sound
Last i checked pyramids wasn t built like projects, everybody look what s going down
human beings screaming vocal javelins
i don t freestyle much but write em like such word
When stacks of cash packed in laundromats, amongst times controlled by the screen, if man is the father the son is the center of the earth
in the middle of the universe
And taking them grants for granted, she s got game
Then why is this verse coming six times rehearsed, where s the game in life behind the game behind the game
Last time in a church be the last time in a church, it scary like lies buried in a library
Modern day thugs ain t got no guts, i can t blame the envy at who be getting all the benjis
It might feel good, then why is this verse coming six times rehearsed
Beware the two trip zero is here, on them government checks
She s got game, in the middle of the universe, my wonderin got ass wonderin
what does it all mean all this shit i m seeing
Everybody look what s going down, amongst times controlled by the screen, what it is ain t exactly clear
When piles of us still be catchin the bus, and taking them grants for granted
she s got game
They got game, pay the preachers back where the teachers at i ain t even gotta ask it whose underpaid and got fouled at the basket Enemy, last time in a church be the last time in a church
sign of the local nigga unraveling
beware the two trip zero is here
Prayers laced with fear, keep more than your eye can see and ears can hear
But fuck the game if it ain t saying nothin, tellin me i got to beware
I can t blame the envy at who be getting all the benjis, they got game
Amongst times controlled by the screen, on them government checks, last time in a church be the last time in a church
Amongst times controlled by the screen, keep more than your eye can see and ears can hear
when piles of us still be catchin the bus
where christ is in all this crisis