Yeah, tell them that He did it
Tell it been a thousand years, feeling like a minute
Feeling like a tenant, Earth is rent free
Giving exile and we proud
With the chest out, put the flex down, uh
Who the reptile, sin is rex now, uh
What's T? Feeling shame Where the loose leaf?
Even Bruce Lee couldn't kick it with the group
We stone cold, all three stunting with a sixteen
God, The prince of the power is roaming
Even Caesar couldn't compete
With the sovereign opponent
Even Jesus wouldn't relinquish the God
When the torment found Him and bound Him
The torture, wow, it's a crown
For the portrait, portion is mine
Course He is mine, corporate is blind
Course of the culture, the course, the culprit of time
Without God, without rods, without squads
Without odds stacked against you
What would happen? I'm just rapping
And this is practice