david banner - august lyrics
[intro]
what is the god box? (i was searching)
who is the god box? (everywhere)
are you the god box? (but there)
i don’t understand… (or here)
can you help me?
[verse]
(yeah) i didn’t run from the mainstream, i swam right through it
a salmon with the flow, the way i move through the fluid
spit druid, red fluid seeping from your caesar
selfish with the mic, a mississippi ebeneezer
(yeah) chef curry, no pot
klay thompson in the third against shaq with the glock
(yeah) thirty-seven, block, block
yeah i’m conscious but the pistol that i got still pop
(uh) i need every iguodala
yeah i spit it how i live it while you gargle and you swallow
(yeah uh) they call it follow-through
i took a jump shot but didn’t break my wrist like you
ooh, but it’s the motherf-cking truth
i have nothing against them but i do against you (against you)
(yeah) ’cause you motherf-cking lying
yeah, you spit it like a gangster while these kids here dying (dying)
and these crackers out here trying
to make melanin, i’m telling them (telling them)
b-tch it won’t work
you want god? i think i seen god in a skirt (in a skirt)
(yeah) she had deep black skin
but she was looking for herself on the out and not the in
[outro]
sigh, i love you (i love me too)
the god box
i love me too
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