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blaze audio - divine intervention lyrics

[verse 1: logic]
okay now picture little bobby just a youngin’ runnin’ round
with his mans, hammer in his hands, feelin’ like the man
run, mothaf-cka, run
before the popo get the gun, put it to your brain like godd-mn!
everybody know you ain’t about it
everything you talk about i know i can live without it
red light, stop. green light, go!
everything ain’t what it seem like
mothaf-cka i know!
hold up, what you mean, where you been?
b-tch i been in
this is merely the beginning again
what you been living in?
a box, under the bridge, like anthony kiedis?
looking for something to complete us
and maybe lead us, f-ck an elitist
h-ll of a long way from equal is how they treat us
body of a builder with the mind of a fetus
turn on the television and see the vision they feed us
and i wish i could erase that, face facts

[verse 2: logic]
i been knockin doors down like a jehovah witness
god as my witness, i’m with this
but on the real i think i need another witness!
if it was 1717, black daddy, white momma wouldn’t change a thing
light skin mothaf-cka certified as a house n-gga
well i’ll be god d-mned, go figure
in my blood is the slave and the master
it’s like the devil playin spades with the pastor
but he was born with the white privilege!
man what the f-ck is that?
white people told me as a child, as a little boy, playin with his toys
i should be ashamed to be black
and some black people look ashamed when i rap
like my great granddaddy didn’t take a whip to the back
not accepted by the black or the white
i don’t give a f-ck, praise god, i could see the light
everybody talkin’ ’bout race this, race that
i wish i could erase that, face facts

[chorus: twenty one pilots]
i don’t know if this song
is a surrender or a revel
i don’t know if this one
is about me or the devil
i don’t know if this song
is a surrender or a revel
i don’t know if this one
is about me or the devil
oh no, ooh-oh

[verse 3: eminem]
god, please would you arm me with the armor
to calm me when there’s drama like gandhi?
could have gone the other way many times
could have turned dalai with the llama, but i squashed my
beefs, and things seem to be looking decent
recently, but don’t jinx it
it’s like clint eastwood looking for peace though
maybe not finna enter
the priesthood, but at least should make an attempt to
show some remorse and to be some sort of a repenter
for the people i’ve been a menace to
not a preacher but a sh-t starter and finisher
enter the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
this patience of mine is thinner
than twine is when i get attacked
so i might say something back that might offend you
so if you don’t like when i rap or
what i have to say on the mic, then you
might wanna act just like quarterbacks
and take a f-ckin’ hike when i snap ‘cause i’m a sinner
and i (i got a best friend, best friend)
plus b-lls and intestines
and they never been yes men
they gon’ tell me when i’m f-ckin’ up
the minute i’m ever givin’ it less than
i’m about to vomit and i can feel it comin’
‘cause failure’s somethin’ i can barely stomach
and i only listen to my gut
so unless you’re my f-ckin’ belly b-tton, don’t tell me nothin’

[bridge: twenty one pilots]
i don’t know if this song
is about me or the devil
oh no, ooh-oh

[verse 4: eminem]
shout it out like there’s never been a louder mouth
should have never been allowed a mouth
now that i got a higher power
now when i blackout, power outage (oww)
they powerless, but they crowd around
they tend to flock like shepherds
the black sheep, but i be the worst thing
that these motherf-ckers ever heard when i’m counted out
you’ll be d-o-a, they’ll announce
but pr-nounce you dead when they sound it out
so prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
he’s all around you (blaow)
not even the doctors at the hospital
are gonna shiggy-shock you back to life
it’s im-piggy-possible to revive you
that’s word to the diggy doc
stiggy-stoppin’ is not an option, somethin’ i’m not gonna do
i’m the iggy pop of hip-hop when i walk in the booth
dawg, i’m the truth, like biggie rockin’ with 2pac in a suit
talkin’ to proof droppin’ a deuce
fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script, c-ck it and shoot
and who you think’s my glock that i use?
that i pull from to get my strength up against these haters
and he’ll be waitin’ at the gate when you get sprayed up
sendin’ you hoes straight up to deal with my (best friend)

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