Word II Conway Courtney Bell (Ft. Conway the Machine)

[Intro: Courtney Bell & Conway the Machine]
Yeah
Machine
Body
Look
(This sound like a Rhondo beat)

[Verse 1: Courtney Bell]
I come from the dope blocks and the trap, I was conceived next to the pack
My daddy dope, my mama soda, gave birth to her son, I'm crack, I'm brrah
Been killin' these niggas, I'm breakin' the eighties, I'm bringin' it back, that's facts
I rap for niggas that traffic packs, I trap and that paper stack like Tetris
Lexus and Benzes, dope and syringes, my mama cringin'
Every time I write a line, it's divine with my pencil
Instrumentals knockin' like the police, who gon' enter in the belly of the beast?
We set a feast and beef, I'm Simba's pride
Never lie, suicide if you go against the guys
Get crucified like Jesus, nigga, squeezin', every time I slide
Dope game, rap game, crack game, the exact same
I was down bad, I said a prayer, scream, "Hallelujah", that bag came
Heart of a giant, I be in the jungle with the lions
I'm David to every Goliath that made it out for the hell we been bindin'
I know we at war with the tyrants, I'm tired of hearin' these sirens
Detectives, they know that I'm tied in, so I move swift when I'm out here, nigga

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
Uh
What's a king to a god? What's a soldier to a fraud, nigga? (Talk to 'em, woo)
Yeah
What's the love if it's lost? (Yeah)
They gon' kill if I'm crossed (Talk to 'em, grr, boom-boom, boom-boom)