CERBERUS Lyrics

Father God

I mean god damn

I couldn't believe it

And I saw it with my own damn eyes

A Three-Headed Goat

I can tell you what it feels like

To be apart of something bigger than yourself

Plenty tools around you

You just gotta grab 'em

Receiving the wisdom of others

The preachers and sheep are no longer above us

A peep past the curtain is all that is wanted

They teaching for prison

They always need prisoners

Open your mind but for real this time, listen up

(Aye)

(Huh) Checking the pad

I bet your bitch so bad (Uh)

I bet you living and loathing wishing for that lavish life until you dead

I bet you coming at heads

I bet you shooting at toppers

I bet you spiraling down

Carry the wood, riding 'round in the choppers

I bet you crash it down (uh)

I hope you

Turn around (uh)

Stop thinking what you could've been and be what you wanna be

Don't live it down

I hope you cut 'em off

Leave the immobile relationships dead in the ground

I know the hydra is hard to defeat desecrate the villain, turn your frown

(I said) All my life going uphill

I'm alright, what's the deal

Everywhere I look, something falling downhill

Every turn I make another nigga gettin' killed

Ever since covid, niggas used to gettin' chills

We're in the age of misinformation (uh)

It's only as real as you make it

That's why the fakest

End up in places

Making decisions they play in our face

Selling they soul so they consciousness vacant (uh)

Keeping these chains and whips in mind

Niggas is going through mental enslavement

Mama she told me these hurdles be dangerous

As I grew up I could see what she saying

As we grow up I could see the world changing

Never forget it's as real as you make it

(Brrrr!)

(Hey!)

Bitch I be chillin'

Yes I am the villain

Yeah on my Greek God shit

I am a monster

I am a problem

Rollin' with dogs and they callin' us Cerberus

I'm gettin murderous

Call in the mob shit

You'll never stop it

I'm here to rock it

Ziccy the pocket

Come again, come again

Run it back for the young niggas that lost it

I'm in the pocket

Happy Hour yeah we runnin' them pockets

You will never get to say that we flopped it

I got to do it for niggas that dropped it

Prophecies on me, yeah from a young age

Niggas lookin' to me saving the day

Kendrick tried to tell you careful with saviors

I am not an idol, I'm just a major

Problem when I'm out stepping on stages

Made your problem nigga sleepin' with danger

Made your bed when you slept on creatives

One and it's two and it's three-headed goat shit

I'm on my roast shit

I'm here to boast it

I'm here to toast to

Taking over all the shit y'all be slappin

Yeah there is no equal

Nah there is no matching

Not even in rapping

Not even in fashion

Y'all can't even beat us in singing and dancing

I'll have to give to you, got us in lacking

You got us in capping

I'm even giving you a trophy for last and

You even lucky that I'm giving you blasting

So you can say that niggas hopped on the track with

So you can save face with all of them fans whereas

You hate it's just making us massive

Just more for the masses

Battles (Yeah)

I can fight my own battles (Yeah)

I got you looking for a battle (Huh)

I can fight my own battles (Yeah)

I bet you wishing for the battles (Yeah)

Wings couldn't take you off the land tho (Yeah)

There isn't nothing you can't handle (Nah)

There isn't nothing you can't handle (Nah) (Nah) (Nah)

If its bad for me (Uh)

Always got to check in that's your family (Uh)

They said SAUL you ain't got it like that homie (Uh)

Put it on the dead, you put your hands on me

Get your hands off me

Can you play it off (Huh)

Done talking too much, just to play it off (Nah)

Is you joking you can play at all (Huh)

Three-headed goat you can set it off (Huh)

Set it off (Huh)