Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

This is what I want you to do, right?

Take your shoes off, goddamn ground is holy

I understand that

Give me strength Lord, Lord

Give me strength, Give me strength

Give me strength Lord

Witchdoctor:

Ugh, My choice was the streets, kinda came natural to me

So I'm fishin', trouble comes

I'm dishin' out some shots from the doctor's gun

Got me trapped in this world under this moon and sun

Shit ain't fun or funny, fuck a smile, it's 'bout collectin' money

I'm tryin' to take better care of my body this quarter

Docter say drink more water, but Bacardi got you bent in this bitch

Life sometimes is like steppin' in some fuckin' house shit

Seven years of tears in the game

Made me one of the smallest predators on this Georgia plain

In the fields, in the hills, never picked no cotton

It's the nigga wit that golden trigga

I'm seein' more planes in the sky at night

Look like UFO's, think they transportin' dem kilo's

The drug cartel has swelled out of proportion

On the corner everyday we indorsin'

The street life is my life, scratchin' to stay on top

I'm rappin' it for my block, Atlanta

You betta have some game in yo' veins

You betta learn this southern slang

I'm hearin' rumors about what yo' clique gone do

I stepped up like it was cool and confronted his crew

I said "Now which one of why'll suppose to take me to school?"

If you see a lame nigga, nigga take his shoes

I'm from Eats Point, Atlanta, we don't fight by rules

You don't know Cool Breeze or lil Freddy Calhoun

In this place, the dirty south, we'll hit ya for a lick

Sell you dreams, nice things, and it be a box of bricks

Most haters, imitators, think they know Cool Breeze

Ain't jack but a rat on my East Point cheese

I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop these trees

You nothin' but a lame 'round these EPV's

All my enemies who don't know what they jumped in

If the doctor came through once, he'll come through again

And when look and he ask me where everybody is

They didn't believe in your return so they ran for the hills

And I still got that same pain in my chest

My prescription stress, no cess, and wear a Teflon vest

And these niggas still try and test

Don't even know me or these Georgia plains

Boy these grounds are Hollllyyy!!!!!