Presence
• Written by Segway
Believe it, in presence
Mix up essence with chestnuts
Watch out who you get tips from
He could slide the tip in, Scottie(yuh)
I'm pimping not talking bout Pippen
My rap's been written, done, hidden
Cooking up meals using precision
"I have risen" not so spiritual now (huh?)
Take a Glock make him bow (pow, pow)
Somehow he lives to fight another day
Better stay away before sunday day
My TEC now might spray, better stay in church
I'm on the verge to splurge on your grave
Better get pills, cause you won't ever be old
Behold the untold truth before I implode
Luckily he's a changed man
Only thing he works is a frying pan
I'm glad that the brethren had change
Because of that my gauge was full
It had me feeling hella strange
Had to pop a fucker that night
Same way I pop a clit that's tight
Hell yeah that's right
Jacket zipped up, cold hearted
Leave his throat slit up
Police couldn't indentify him
"Hardick or Roddick?" ha I guess they'll never know
He took a blow he'll never forget that's for sure.
