[Intro]
The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately
I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching
You feel me?
[Hook]
Hey you
You with your head in the clouds
You've been running around on the tightropes
You found in the minds of the weak
You seek to speak with fire on your tongue
Flames on your lungs
Your bow has stung many sweethearts
[Verse 1: King Iso]
We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto
If God was black, then the Devil was too
Where’s my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe
I'm a rebel on move
I watch some act in a hellish young mood
And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth
To not jump out of it when everyone do
And God what have we let it come to?
The textbooks that everyone use
Is all full of lies like in every um school
I'm talking 'bout the Bible that societies will print about variety
And hide and seek everyone's truth
So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me
It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too
And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep
And knows the Bible wiser than your reverend huh fool
Now everybody searching for ya true form
Something to worship and do more
And what he did to you is true war
White, black, yellow, blue or a red being with two horns
Guard ya newborns, 'cause when you lost in a huge storm
And all you have is your memory of enemies that you swore
Were being true until you were gone
Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong
The beloved ballad of Babylon
Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon
Could decode the text, we know what's next
Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on
I pray for wisdom Lord, give me more
And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms
How many weapons can a nigga form?
When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung
The homie asked me why I ain't been to church lately
I told him it's a thin line between pimping and preaching
You feel me?
[Hook]
Hey you
You with your head in the clouds
You've been running around on the tightropes
You found in the minds of the weak
You seek to speak with fire on your tongue
Flames on your lungs
Your bow has stung many sweethearts
[Verse 1: King Iso]
We'll rock on back the mode I'm yelling unto
If God was black, then the Devil was too
Where’s my son at, I will not launch back to the odd one's axe
I'm a rebel on move
I watch some act in a hellish young mood
And I've done that, but I'm telling the youth
To not jump out of it when everyone do
And God what have we let it come to?
The textbooks that everyone use
Is all full of lies like in every um school
I'm talking 'bout the Bible that societies will print about variety
And hide and seek everyone's truth
So if it is what I believe, I hold the world inside of me
It's all like verbal sodomy, I said it was too
And woke is what you try to be but Luci got you wide asleep
And knows the Bible wiser than your reverend huh fool
Now everybody searching for ya true form
Something to worship and do more
And what he did to you is true war
White, black, yellow, blue or a red being with two horns
Guard ya newborns, 'cause when you lost in a huge storm
And all you have is your memory of enemies that you swore
Were being true until you were gone
Imagine how it would feel to be revealed to you that you were wrong
The beloved ballad of Babylon
Written way before cuneiform, they raise you on no Amazon
Could decode the text, we know what's next
Those who pose a threat on the motherland we travel on
I pray for wisdom Lord, give me more
And leave me not to temptation when Satan's in many forms
How many weapons can a nigga form?
When he use everything against me, I said this when I sung
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