Gluttony Ransom (Ft. Lloyd Banks)

[Intro: Dante]
Praise God
Why would you doubt the Church?
I belong here in Hell
Your prayers are worthless here
What is that sound? More demons?

[Verse 1: Ransom]
Always been vicious, never hired shooters
Fire Rugers, violent bruisers
Known to start riots and then incite the looters
Make sly maneuvers when you slide in Ubers, high abusers
Life is easy when your top's down and you know you're dyin' ruthless
Apply the blueprint if you steal the streets, don't feel reliеf
I know, it's hard to get up for work when you sleep in silky sheets
It's 'bout time, thеre's always an opinion when niggas doubt mine
I shoot perfect from three, and they'll say you miss from the foul line
I get sick with these foul lines
The shotty erase ya thoughts and blow out minds
Your body get traced in chalk when it's outlined, huh
Whether you hate or love us, pray the judges take our brothers
Fools'll learn from mistakes, a genius learn from mistakes of others
Devastation, every phrase I utter shakes the gutter
Said to Satan, "Wait for supper
Whoever don't get a plate will suffer"
Hateful suckers, I am too cerebral for you foolish people
Too deceitful, a money tree can only leave roots of evil (Uh)