Artist: Daddy Rose f/ Amil, Black Jesus Album: The God Song: Money Typed by: DaSun Akbar (Amil talking) Daddy Rose, cha-ching Amilion, uh-uh-uh [Amil] ________ half-tops on it old blessed drops Every three months dealership stops to swaps Can't drive the same shit too long That's how a bitch get crept upon, stepped upon by anti-don Whip shit out, perpetrators left and gon' And as far as getting slept up on, damn right I'm fucking Reverse fucks pop two in your nuts Bust out, chest out like who in the fuck? Y'all niggas can't do me none Switch up the look _______ Susie Chung Who me? I'm smarter then average whore? Can't re-more to Mandy Moore You playing in my Ford, to land my court Just when you thought it was safe, three more in store [Daddy Rose] Uh-uh-uh, yeah, c'mon Millie, what up baby? Ok, it's Daddy goddamnit, ass and poppa I like my silk creamy like milk in my cash-ment proper Catch a bitch creeping down my ass, blast and drop her I'm 24-karat, dawg you brassed and copper C-74 men-tile, spit the awesome, chop your hind Holyfield, I hold the scheme, got no time to box ya Catch you slipping in the church around your congregation Throw seven at your Reverend, you wanna gamble? You're sweet like Tevin - Campbell I'm a Brownsville nigga, we tote big guns and we scramble Animals wit' it, faggots stunned get beat with the handle In '83 I used to dance and be a vandal Spiritual insight like the Prophet Daniel Or like a broad wrapped in God's obedient with the proper sandals Take the head wrap off, get down for the proper scandal The God be the light in the candle Come to my hood iced up like Frosty the Snowman You get sliced up; my niggas' are wild like Conan Tie up your man, and see your mamma in your hand What? Amilion baby... [Amil] Yo, I come off like a chain in a robbery Doing 90 on the Hutch they call me Starsky And Amil is now spelled with an apostrophe So when you emphasize this, you do it properly Bitch I sold out demons in all 50 states Go before I drop when they ship the crates I get love on the block from Fifth Street to Gates The hate, only makes me switch the plates If you can't maneuver fast cars hit the brakes Keep in mind how these ?snitch-men? pick debate Amilion a/k/a Angie Dickinson (No doubt) Make niggas trick on me then make 'em trick on my friends (Keep it coming; keep it coming) Major point, cash out till they're sick within (Uh-huh) Cop trucks, I got the twin kidney grill with 'em Uh, you can look but you can't touch Sorta like a crook who just can't bust, what? [Black Jesus] Where I live at - niggas drink 40's and six packs Ghetto life, bet we all feel the impact Young kings hand the tent flat Queens learn to bend back and give head Wasn't for rap would've been dead Streets had me mislead with no option Dro' copping, stay, skits, beat, show stopping Rap for the streets, hoe's watching Ask "who dat?" They call 'em Eastside He a cool cat, in other word he's the man in charge He the kid that you see camouflaged Used to sell crack at an abandoned cars Outer space like planet Mars, bag mami's in Spanish bars Stab wounds and battle scars Challenge God and get your feelings hurt, kneel in dirt He ain't here to play games, he here to work My niggas rap, smoke on weed like cigarettes And vocal tones alone get chickens wet When I blaze chicks make 'em cum, off Jamaican Rum E&J, plus he the spray, we ain't faking none, raised in the slums Hundred ways to get funds, twisted nights Hell knife, razors and guns, carry swiss blades No nigga stabbed since sixth grade They don't be busting them guns they're bitch made Jesus of rap, my degrees is in tact Violate, get a black God a reason to clap When I spit on tracks niggas be like "DAMN" Shit on cats, vocal tones should've been on wax But I maintain, always keep head above water level Every verse got a score to settle Live where you call the ghetto, project raised, saw the devil Where I'm at I'm called the rebel Just ask around about Eastside, the lasting town Every verse I spit on till it be classic bound Battle Jakes, slide through graph like Rattlesnake Travel Lake, calculate math, evaluate My face value rate about six figures Conversate with poor folks and rich niggas Straight like that, uh-huh