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Fresh off sabbatical
Open up the churches for the magic show
That's four hundred thousand for my rabbit clothes
That’s a Easter Sunday with the casket closed
Y’all wanna talk strongholds and paint religious scenes
But you don’t want to talk about political regimes
You wanna talk neighborhoods that’s got the safest schools
But you don’t talk how black neighbors make you move
Make your move, I’m tapped into the soil
My mom prayed up in tongues and covered my room in oil
I’m born of the struggle discover your strength in toil
But knowing that it’s a curse just keep in mind that you royal
Famine or fury—you know the handle is Curry
Im gon channel courage you can’t channel a your vision cuz that channel is blurry
Some wax candles and curry but can't handle your bourbon
Ahmaud Arbury and Stephon Marbury
Got cancelled in a hurry
Soldiers at the grave can’t chance it that He buried
That body gone, the angels got the questions
I look for Earl Simmons at the next resurrection
Money and power put these cowards in they camouflage
Walk in those back rooms they tell you turn your cameras off
No social media but they can change the marriage laws
And you might get got for your Amazon
Rejuvenated on that Julius Randle
The first of my kind ain’t no junior in my handle
The jubilee on annual like we gon' keep the Law
Ain't no jealousy or envy like we gon' keep it all
But you can keep the shawl, see my righteousness is rags
So many people tryna find all they righteousness in flags
Turn my mic up — new year, the same vipers
Same people killing us just use the same rifles
And if they firing at me they never hitting thin skin
If I disappear, I ain't change bro, my friends did
Till then got my face like it’s flint, talking race up in Flint
Talking Grace that’s my strength
In this race with the gimps, see my pace with a limp
See I’m pressing to the high call my face on a blimp
That’s on my momma see the years done made her strong
When she shed those tears she was teaching about resolve
My dad pushed through violence they inflicted on his soul
And they got the nerve to ask—why you say it so cold?
These Europeans mixing doctrine with the demons like it’s poison
I stay inoculated cuz I’m tapping into origins
My son autistic so his truth ain’t got no filter
My son is gifted, it’s all these other ni**as silky
I’m studying Malik El Hajj
Yall can’t beat the bail bonds cuz you need these frail gods
Can’t teach these males God, you reach with nail polish, see you and smell fraud, the speeches trailed off
The features done trailed off, we keep it off the record
The distance only cool if you respect it