The Gospels ft. Mic Mountain Lyrics

Oh shit baby

Y'all know what time it is

Dale, dale, dale, dale

Ay man that beat gotta slap

Rap's always offensive

So I gotta skeet all on the track

Gotta grab the momentum

Dawg I was born with a pencil

Used to write with the left

Until that nun hit my ass with a fist right on the lip

So now I write, right, right

Writin my last rites

Shikyo with the scythe

The truth like black Christ

Put me in a glass pipe

Inhale the vapors

Take it to the head

Give that temple a taper

They getting fed

Toma

Smell the aroma, I be keeping it funky

The smell of money's the odor

After I conquer the country

Mean muggins and ice grills

Masking their inner fears

I be chugging the Ny Quill

Sick in my inner ear

Now what the fuck you talking about

You don't get high off the gospels

What the fuck you fly at night?

High like police helicopters

Y'all don't want no problems

I'm a lyrical monster

I write a rhyme, spark a spliff

Then hang you up by your rompers

Ain't a thing sweet

Till I see the fruits of my labor

Me and my neighbors smoked out

Blazing bud in Bible papers

See, we didn't come here to pay you haters, no mind

Now when I'm off it

And I spazz out on the drop of a dime

Like, mira, no me ronque, cabron

Sigue jodiendo

Si me molestas, serás suelo

Bajo el cuello ta dormiendo

In other words, if you fuck with us

You get played like Nintendo

At first you see I was joking

Now that funny shit's out the window

Burning rappers like indo

On this Big Ju Soundz beat

And transform like Optimus with boots on the concrete

Then I howl at the moon

Wether sitting or on feet

Bitch, you can't harm me

Bring it, you and who's army

Now I be doing this real cocky

Wear my pride like it's topical

Knocking niggas out like Rocky

When I swell up, they opticals

Don't drink and drive, be responsible

Take the only route possible

It's Mic Mountain, CrDnlSn

And we high off the gospels

I roll my bud in bible papers

Then get high with the gospels

High with the gospels, high with the gospels

I roll my bud in bible papers

Then get high with the gospels

High with the gospels, High with the gospels

Now I done smoked a lot of shit

And pissed out a lot of liquor

Put some candy up my nose

Some pills popped from all the pressure

From my peers and just life

It's a journey, it's the road

My soul cold, I paid the price

We been splitted the pole

Stepped upon so many cracks

And walked under some ladders

Dark clouds, moods blackened

So unlucky, my status

A living meme with no captions

Invoking emotions

I sell dreams and flow passion

Drink it down like mimosas

I am legion

Downloaded a million times

Controlling a hive mind online

Tear the Matrix to pieces

Dark and twisted, be my thesis

See, it's written in blood

They say that life is like my penis

Sometimes down or it's up

I rip the pages out the bible

Then get high with the gospels

Chuggin wine bottles

Gettin high with apostles

Gettin high with the gospels

Get high with the gospels

High with the gospels

High with the gospels