Holy Ghost
Joell Ortiz;CyHi the Prynce
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Man, holy smokes, this the holy ghost
Guess our only hope is those who broke free of the comatose
Woke, in the scripture the book of Moses wrote
Restoring order comes with a flood, I'm on my motorboat
Hope you ain't drowned in all the clownin' of the circus full of fakes
Or out here Jake the snakin' with the serpents
In your bag, no, I ain't in my bag
That's inappropriate for someone who's never been trashed
I'm in my soul, lo and behold, I'm done with the searching
Found out my purpose on this Earth is not to love the surface
'Cause nothin' ever lasts forever and everything's for purchase
You ain't gotta want it to get it though you may not deserve it
These eyes seen beauty, they also saw disturbance
They've been dried by weed and wet from senseless murders
I try not to bring up my upbringin'
But I feel like Tre in Boyz n the Hood and I ain't done swingin'
Lastin' impression of blastin' this Wesson
Runnin' for my life at dumb speeds
Lungs wheezin' with asthma congestion
We played the hunger games, no average contestants
Still I was more in fear of a badge than a weapon
I pick up energy soon as I'm near it
I only ask you how you doin', it's courtesy, I can feel your spirit
Hope you in tune enough to notice the truth when you hear it
'Cause I've been God honest in every booth appearance
Yeah, I put the Christian in Christianity
So close to God, niggas literally considered me family
The same color hand me that's givin' me sanity
Niggas hit at me randomly, man, that spiritually damaged me
Huh, but He didn't abandon me
But I'd rather brandish heat, I'm on that shit that Fred Hampton teach
I put the man in humanity
Gotta pay the price for peace, can't let 'em Huey P. Panther me
The holy ghost, the one you can't see but know He close
I sound like Hov right after the Hawaiian Sophie flow
My run been so long, they tried to give me the Toby toe
They told me no, I told 'em, "Look, bro, this ain't my first rodeo"
Niggas been tryna kill me since I was lowkey broke
The game is crooked as scoliosis
And trust me like double dutchin', I know the ropes
From killers who used to get off keys like karaoke notes