Текст песни
Yo, what you doing? (Yeah)
You lost or something? (Bodega, bodega, bodega)
The last thing that you're 'bout to hear
Is some horses pulling up to the bodega
God always
Would the Lord forgive me if I killed the beat?
Would it be a sin if I had did it for the trinity?
Jesus said that we should have affection for our enemies (he did)
Then He flipped the tables, think I'm picking up the recipe (I did it)
I just dropped hot coals on a hater head
Kindness cannot be spineless
Tryna shine a light in Nashville, where you find us
Planted in the middle of the city like The Ryman
Prayer life looking like Job, where leviathan
Multiplied fish, didn't need Poseidon
I don't pop a pill, I need a verse, not a Vicodin
Feeling like Daniel Cormier, in a lion's den
Had to dog out Simba
Cut the backwoods like they called out timber
Had a hater tell me that The Tribe not the best
Man, that's feeling like a stretch and you not that limber
Everything I love that's a reach
Idiot
Tribe saves lives but kill rappers, y'all some hypocrites
That's my bad, when I'm with the gang, I get belligerent
I'd rather claim them all up on my taxes, let's get into it
Hmm, sometimes I be wylin'
Demons wanna decapitate the kid, why he smiling?
I don't fight clean, this could really get violent
Dropped a Lowblow and found out they had the hymen
My my, baby why lie? I'm a wise guy
My tribe gon' be in sync 'til we bye bye
Sky-high, now they want a slice, made of pie, right?
Sliding right into my line of sight is like taking cyanide (ah, what)
Who got jokes for God's Son?
Go see about Elisha and the kids and drop one
Y'all really killed Christ, so I know I'ma hang too
But if I die early, Tribe platinum, we can't lose
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth
Tribe on the move, you can't duck the truth