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tha god fahim - ma'at trot lyrics

[chorus: tha god fahim]
i just wanna chill
lay low in a mansion in the hills
ayo, the gods gotta build
instead of k!llin’, n+ggas dyin’ in the field
stay to myself, sh+t is real
i’m soul+searchin’, n+ggas tryna get a feel
i told ’em, “turn me up a li’l”
never back down, stand tall like shaquille

[verse 1: tha god fahim]
i never back down, comin’ from crack town
you comin’ from ragtown; i can’t put that mac down
to my n+ggas: hold ya head
we make our own beds to lay in when we dead
i was bred by thoroughbred
n+ggas said i wasn’t gon’ be sh+t
but in my soul, i was rich
don’t get drenched, take a godbody drift
homicidal clique; tha god is like a myth
work the graveyard shift, never get tired
my cypher don’t accept no liars
respect my fire; see the blast from the muzzle?
your life flash before your eyes when you starin’ through the tunnel
n+ggas came, b+tches went; ask if they love you
you goin’ through task force trouble
ask who’s humble when they talk low with the mumble
’til all the deceit fumble
tapdancin’ in the street, subtle
mash with the muscle
came from underneath the hard rubble
came from underneath the hard rubble (uh, yo)
[chorus]
i just wanna chill
lay low in a mansion in the hills
ayo, the gods gotta build
instead of k!llin’, n+ggas dyin’ in the field
stay to myself, sh+t is real
i’m soul+searchin’, n+ggas tryna get a feel
i told ’em, “turn me up a li’l”
never back down, stand tall like shaquille

[verse 2: anubis]
[?] my losses
my time to shine, i carry two inverted crosses
[?] holy mary ’cause i’m bleedin’ and i’m exhausted
blinded by my ego and lights from flying saucers
tryna make up my mind, but i done lost it
thinkin’ of bleedin’ over the faucet
in the bathroom, sit in the darkness
where do i go from here? results don’t show from fear
the choice is clear, the most we hear is from moses’ beard
tellin’ me the coast is clear, even though the folks is near
the one that bless us and test us is ancestors
don’t hold the tears, run from greatness with the heaven+sent
but i was told greatness is in melanin
got my race split into sections: six protons, six neutrons and six electrons, but we stuck on elections?
instead of reaching perfection and better protection than bein’ malcolm x, son?
it’s hard to be black with a target on your back
matter of fact, we better than that
i’m aggressive and aggravated like shrek with a tec
i wouldn’t be quick to hop in the back seat
i got cops and n+ggas shootin’ at me
jesus never worked for us, forgot the sons and daughters
that’s gettin’ slaughtered that bought us, ask can we afford it?
we seekin’ preachers and deacons but they the martyrs
dreadlocks and ansaar, the beacons, cops lookin’ for us
the government keep sheeps from gettin’ smarter
we oughta come together when we had guns and dressed in leather
[?] weighed out the feather [?] and kept from gettin’ severed by several organizations that’s stationed by federal endeavors
one k!lled, another gets a medal + and we supposed to settle?
mad at they own people but burnin’ a bridge
family don’t give a f+ck unless you runnin’ a check
we only make money by sports, movie and rappin’
the most we can see is us just trappin’
phones tapped and trackin’ black men
cia gives us drugs to sell + ain’t that entrapment?
everyone knows, but why am i the one that’s askin’?
exactly + death is law of attraction
i’m the god, the government is just a fraction
[verse 3: kalima]
never stress this metaphysical test of the mental’s progress
debris and physical mess
seek from within, my n+gga, i’m god+sent, doin’ my job
raisin’ dead with lyrical content
if i said you was a god, just know what the god meant
if i say now is the time, grab your weapons, the time is
if i [?] your mind, there should be no problem
[?] magical [?] we’re goddesses of kim
what’s the matter? not understand dialect?
your mental ain’t conceivin’ the information irreg’
i’m from the bottom, my n+gga, the projects
now i manifest in benjamin, birthin’ my projects
so everything that i bring, please believe in
on kalima, n+gga, my words are not deceivin’
and if i did, to my goddess, would be treason
decapitatin’, emanc+p+tion is my reason

- tha god fahim lyrics

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