Let God Sort Em Out/Chandeliers

歌詞

It's always the loudmouths that can't count The right price, I put the AR in the saint's mouth (talk about it) Bring all the watches and the chains out Heat come, I'm De Niro, I got the safe house (This is culturally inappropriate) Surrounded by niggas with tears that don't drip (Talk about it) That ain't the ghost that you appear to go get Finally got the courage but you still a whole bitch The rest of y'all on my six year ago shit Every move intentional, the links is atypical Like baseball in D.R., you know what the stick'll do (This is culturally inappropriate) We got the drop on your shadow You know we can get to you The pen to express my dreams and expertise And TEC's I squeeze Coke spots all over like leprosy It's a dark spirit tucked behind the flesh you see Got every single word of the hex I need The death I breathe, the death I see Looks so good on ya, the coffin wood on ya Closed casket cause I'm only siccing wolves on ya Berlinetta horse power, put them hooves on ya Blow a half a mil in LV leather goods on ya We been doing this for eons While you thirsty trying to figure out who you can spill the tea on I'm in coffee fields making mil's You get the chills 'cause this shit is real Now let me ribbon bowtie your surprise The feeling that you get when you realize It was really you that died and we are so alive Conspiracy theory, you can't believe it's us Soul leave your body like a fentanyl rush Dead on your back with your eyes looking up Chandeliers (This is culturally inappropriate) Single-handedly boosted rap to its truest place Fuck speaking candidly, I alone did rejuvenate Hip-hop into its newest place Made it cool for Grammy nominated LP's from previous generation MC's And that rings loud and reverberates It's not fair to them, I'm thinking I deserve the hate Bring it, the only thing you killing is precious time Used to clash with Decepticons, I was dumb, deaf and blind So cancel me before I unleash the "Panther" me The pantheon is a family, we some upstanding G's The difference between regular spitters and bosses My principles' high You need a glimpse of me from satellites in orbit (This is culturally inappropriate) Tape sabbaticals on avenues Bring AK's on vacay's when we paddle canoes Follow the leader, Terminator Hasta la vista, man of the year Nasir, rockin' chandeliers