My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,
Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
What’s done is done, and dunn you get what you got coming
Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat
And this rap meaning that i'm coming back.
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
That is ran buy jesus' crusifiction, but im not in the position
Coming straight at yah watch yah back
Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
I don't know why you keep coming back to battle against me
I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind
My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,
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