RapPads Finest/Prayer for the Foes

I never fall for the claims we came the anunnaki

Walk around generating heat like the human body

Even a Geppetto mind can’t find truth in a ghetto

The brains encapsulated by reinforced metal

They claim you’ll get fame until your Katrina hits

Then you speak your mind then give us nothing like FEMA did

Leaving alley junkies wishing they were Pacino

To rip away their dreams and replace it with casinos

I’m from a city where the smog is your oxygen

And rolling down your windows hits you with blunt offerings

Satan visited tryna displace my concentration

I spat Wonderama shit and generated creation

This is Genesis meets the lost 12 Nations

The T.D. Jakes of rap is before your faces

Y'all trip over my words so go and tie your laces

Yeah

 

“Look at your neighbor and say, ‘Nothing just happens.’ You’re at the right place, at the right time, with the right people, doing the right thing, and God is about to show off in your life. Nothing just happens.”

 

 

One for the money, 2 for the sin in my frame

A thousand slaves shipped in Jesus Christ's name

That ain’t a knock on my saviour, just my sayings

That show why the people don’t want to believe anything

Now listen up to all these rappers who read

If you’re my friend or foe you can never be against me

Cuz even if you run with my enemies

They ain’t nothing but mini-me’s I made many eons ago

When the cosmos where still in design I was creating your flow

Moral of the universe is you’re nothing to this verse

And if I choose to disperse my curse on you it’ll hurt

Maybe not in the flesh but when you’re laying in the dirt

Tryna get to heaven I’ll trip you so you fall in Hell head first

So understand my extravaganza isn’t propaganda

I’m the man, huh, I’m the wall holding the dam bruh

And if you wanna flow you’ll have to tear down my plans, huh

This is Pink Floyd in Germany, I’m breaking the wall down

I told y'all I would never put my sword to the ground