Channels

[INTRO]
I'm on a beat that's classic
Yeah, let's talk about channels
Y'all got channels
First off
Y'all got more channel than cable, heh
Y'all should be takin' prenatals
Step to my plate, an' it's bound to be fatal
Look, you up an' you down
You happy, then mad
One second, you crying
Then, laughin', and glad
Try showing the love
Then, come back to attack
You will smile in the face
An' then, stab in the back
Them facts

[VERSE]
Queen Justice
I was extendin' my hand
I guess I'm a Mason
I guess I'm the Klan
Have fun in the basement
You less than a man
Better put in the work
Gеt blood on your shirt
I get in the mud
You scared of thе dirt
If you ain't the stud
You ain't gettin' the perks
You stuck in the flood
Betta' take off your skirts

[Chorus]
Y'all got channels (y'all got channels)
Y'all got more channels than cable
Ya'll are unstable
You need a mom and a cradle
Don't bring that mess to my table
Y'all got channels (channels)
Actin' like mammals (like mammels)
Tell me, what channel you on (tell me what channel you on)
Y'all are the demons
An' y'all are the spawn
Actin' like females up in the Salon
Man, y'all got channels! (Channels, channels...)

[VERSE]
Loza, you're up next
I can't help the feel that you are vexed
We had a convo, I showed respect
Then you trash me
Now, I gotta show my chest
You gettin' dissed, bro
You got chains on yo' wrist, bro
Ya' livin' in the Jim Crow
Ya' know how this go
Tyson James, he don' tiptoe
Yellin', "Beta man!", when I'm in the middle of 'Frisco, heh
You got channels, dude
You should never let a woman handle you
They got demons, mess around, they'll cancel you
But you an easy target, you got channels, too
Look, man (look man)
I'm cut from a different cloth
Five kids, I'm in a different spot
My wife modest, you in the midst of thoughts
You ain't a Christian, I think you missed the crossed
I'm on a mission, exposin' the fakes
You lie to the people, 'cause Loza a snake
If you don't repent, you will roast, you will bake
And God will dispose, you' get th'own in the lake
I did'n know you could be dumber than dumb
There's one Let's Go Brandon that won number one
An' it wasn't yours, heh-heh
I know I'm hittin' the chords
I'm dissin', 'cause this is a war

[Chorus]
Y'all got channels (y'all got channels)
Y'all got more channels than cable
Ya'll are unstable
You need a mom, and a cradle
Don't bring that mess to my table
Y'all got channels
Actin' like mammals
Tell me, what channel you on?
Y'all are demons an' y'all are the spawn
Actin' like females up in the Salon
Man, y'all got channels!

[Chorus]
Okay, Tom
I don' know what channel you on
You might need a hug so go call ya' mom
Ya better hold on, 'cause I'm droppin' a bomb
All that naked stuff, that's strange fire
You're tryin hard, gotta aim higher
Wanna mock God, he gon' rain fire
You on a crooked path, I'm on a straight wire
I see demonic tattooes
The upside cross is proof, you're a fool
Then talk to God, like you two are cool
Sit down, an' shut up
Lemme take you to school
If you better than God, then why you depressed?
You cry like a baby, then beat on your chest
One day you'll meet God, and you ain't gonna flex
You'll be shocked, all that mockin' is gon' be addressed
You ain't the best
I'll chop you in half
I am the wheat, and you are the chaff
I am with he, and you're with the craft
I got the the keys and you are a gaffe (laugh)
I got one channel, I never will flop
You are depressed, and you think you' on top
You not, you a mess, better stop
Gimme the remote, 'cause I'm turning you off