[Intro: Taelor Gray]
Play at your own risk
[Verse 1: Taelor Gray]
It's soundwave calligraphy
Guillotine head rest, in case you nodding off
Check it homie, this is Dilla's beat
We white water rafting these rappers, that ship has sailed
If you ain't talking bout action, tongue lashing slave ships
Or patching SAP criminals, tycoons, corrupt senators
It's so similar
That's why we writing for them skeptics, pop a couple rounds
And you fighting for them exes, boy you so extra
You said it's for protection, I'm just tryna show them
That we're tryna be respected, boy you so extra
Look you don't need drawstrings
And you a different dude when you off screen
Naw homie, I'm just hanging off the crossbeams
Spilling all my crimes to the man right across me, right?
He said we're going to a paradise, right?
Like we headed to the Paradise
See the city's got the sun, every day's fair skies
75 Fahrenheit, right?
We coming from the underground, checking from the catacombs
Echo from the rabbit hole
I'm on the record, take a wrecking ball to Babylon, right?
I hear your talking from your porches
Black Jesus got you talking to them portraits
Seminary reinforcements
But what's the difference, Slim Pickens in the orchards
See you picket the abortions, the victims or the orphans
Politicians stricken for endorsements
But you don't see the smokescreens
This government assistants for the dope fiends
I found a widow that was weeping on the willow
Face full of fear, tears sinking on her pillow
She said "The only way to money is my body"
Forty years old worst fear is sobriety, right?
First year as a pastor
And this the type of flock I'm looking after
Play at your own risk
[Verse 1: Taelor Gray]
It's soundwave calligraphy
Guillotine head rest, in case you nodding off
Check it homie, this is Dilla's beat
We white water rafting these rappers, that ship has sailed
If you ain't talking bout action, tongue lashing slave ships
Or patching SAP criminals, tycoons, corrupt senators
It's so similar
That's why we writing for them skeptics, pop a couple rounds
And you fighting for them exes, boy you so extra
You said it's for protection, I'm just tryna show them
That we're tryna be respected, boy you so extra
Look you don't need drawstrings
And you a different dude when you off screen
Naw homie, I'm just hanging off the crossbeams
Spilling all my crimes to the man right across me, right?
He said we're going to a paradise, right?
Like we headed to the Paradise
See the city's got the sun, every day's fair skies
75 Fahrenheit, right?
We coming from the underground, checking from the catacombs
Echo from the rabbit hole
I'm on the record, take a wrecking ball to Babylon, right?
I hear your talking from your porches
Black Jesus got you talking to them portraits
Seminary reinforcements
But what's the difference, Slim Pickens in the orchards
See you picket the abortions, the victims or the orphans
Politicians stricken for endorsements
But you don't see the smokescreens
This government assistants for the dope fiends
I found a widow that was weeping on the willow
Face full of fear, tears sinking on her pillow
She said "The only way to money is my body"
Forty years old worst fear is sobriety, right?
First year as a pastor
And this the type of flock I'm looking after
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