Intro
[Louis Armstrong]:
The odds were a hundred to one against me
They were
But the heights were too high to climb
But people from Missouri never incense me
Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned
Far from history I had learned
How many, many times
The world had turned
[Viracocha Mendoza]:
Viracocha
Let's get it
Uh
Uh
Viracocha, look
Verse 1 [Viracocha Mendoza]
I been believing in the system since the Reagan era
The disenfranchised darker skinned is what they're really scarred of
We went from hymnals to verses + they claim they hear us
But niggas voices out the church a threat that they're aware of
Nowadays we lock the doors to the sanctuary
These rowdy heathers color competing, screaming Hail Mary
Run, quick, see how that blood's crippling into every nook + cranny here in south KC
Father Lord forgive me, for I have sinned enough for ten me's
Father God, he knows my heart
Masha'Allah he's always healing
But I been hearing they're concealing
Mortal, carnal plots and dealings
So if you aiming for my men, I got the smallest army with me
I got Lemyoda, Ness + Remy, Specialist still rock the face mask
Emcees ripping the scene, flow like Ali
Jab and I jab and I face all that
You can not paint that, an image of glory, a story of pace, black
So if you step to me, just know I been a deity, a god
[Louis Armstrong]:
The odds were a hundred to one against me
They were
But the heights were too high to climb
But people from Missouri never incense me
Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned
Far from history I had learned
How many, many times
The world had turned
[Viracocha Mendoza]:
Viracocha
Let's get it
Uh
Uh
Viracocha, look
Verse 1 [Viracocha Mendoza]
I been believing in the system since the Reagan era
The disenfranchised darker skinned is what they're really scarred of
We went from hymnals to verses + they claim they hear us
But niggas voices out the church a threat that they're aware of
Nowadays we lock the doors to the sanctuary
These rowdy heathers color competing, screaming Hail Mary
Run, quick, see how that blood's crippling into every nook + cranny here in south KC
Father Lord forgive me, for I have sinned enough for ten me's
Father God, he knows my heart
Masha'Allah he's always healing
But I been hearing they're concealing
Mortal, carnal plots and dealings
So if you aiming for my men, I got the smallest army with me
I got Lemyoda, Ness + Remy, Specialist still rock the face mask
Emcees ripping the scene, flow like Ali
Jab and I jab and I face all that
You can not paint that, an image of glory, a story of pace, black
So if you step to me, just know I been a deity, a god
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