when in Sodom and Gomorrah Lyrics

Check my closet, got the flow I'm bout to bless the beat with

Ambidextrous, but left is which I sign my checks with

Detonate, it might explode when you least expect it

I time for when I'm gone, that's why I had to check the guest list

Diamonds, love, and pipes responding under different pressures

I'm often reckless when I'm stressed, so I resort to recluse

I felt the pressure when I entered and that's why I pressed you

I saw that chest deflate as I took step, ain't even step to

Ave just hit a lick, chick is dope said its sink or swim

I just pressed her back against the rope, I hope it's worth the win

That's expensive taste, gentlemen, pick the bill again

Sin, then raised the price, I need advice, but I got the win

I be floating in, coming up for oxygen, I ordered shots again

COVID or the fade, the loss of taste again, she's replaced again

That's a fight today, but no replacing him

Yeah, that's a repeated hym

Joe, unload the beat again

Sitting here loaded up, hold it up, folded the hand

Wasn't dope, but I rolled it up

She said that she's stressed and she over emoting

And yeah, well, she might go repeat herself

What kind of joy is being cocky when it's expectation

They just determine where you going, not the motivation

They copy paste when they see us, it's like the case is waiting

It's up to us to take the view and break it

And then to bill the patient

From all the ignorance, I swear that we've been building patience

I bet if we could name the price, they'd still just try to take it

Pride at heart, that's the place the curses start

Curve the thought, I curved and parked

Driving worse when after dark, I drunk the part

Push to start, push your heart, pushers win

Push my chips to middle when it's time to win

She said you changed your mind again

Back in, ain't no moonwalking, that's my Michael, that's Billie Jean

Shooters cover one eye for the sight

They ain't seen a thing, stuck in feels outside

So, that's a field of dreams

Swing for the stars, world star, if you hit the thing

She almost drove me back to weed like Mary Jane was all I need

I guess it's legal now, I got an ounce, no stems, no seeds

Drive outside the town to fresher air and feel the breeze

Elevation got me higher than I usually be

Who that nigga in the gold and leather

Oxford down, picot and feather

Birds flock to him, not weather

I thought I knew I, better

Introspection turned to self-protection when she close

The calmest brodie, but when backs to ropes, he does the most

Now and then, bob and weave like Holyfield and Tyson

Bet it straight, trust the voice, Michael Eric Dyson

Hold your card, but play your part, protect your heart around them

Never know, they can set their sights to problem

Now and then, bob and weave like Holyfield and Tyson

Better straight, trust the voice, Michael Eric Dyson

Hold your car, but play your part, protect your heart around them

Never know, they can set their sights to make you problem