The Equalizer Flows 3:34 a.m. Lyrics

Another dealer on the blocks

Too many wolves shoot and blow

I had to take the rock

Slid in my nike flip flops

And stepped on crocs

Blood covered feet

In white socks made Red Sox

Some clowns service bad

Y'all need a new cable box

I plugged in the game

And started taking all these canes out

Took on the form of a servant

And took fame out

Had to walk alone a lot

Like Aang I took the gang out

Everytime somebody stepped in the ring

I had tuh knock em out

I slept so many through the ropes

Crowd said nig tie the knot sheesh

My momma dressed in all black a lot

Before she left the earth

She knew I'd have to die to me

And adapt she would mirror my hurt

Been certified since birth

Any trap set I divert

If I was a pilot like off flight

I'd have to Whip the plane

Backwards to stop so many hazards

Had a drought in my speech

Now I'm bringing back words

Demons taunt me all the time

So I gave em all birds

Even when I sleep I'm alert

Girded loins for sure

Y'all gotta keep up with my words

I ain't talking in slurs

I listened to Frankie

Not Frank Lucas

I ain't flashy like furs

And if I ever wear gucci

I bet not hear a burr

It's like y'all wanna see

The Book of Eli out of me

Sword on me while I

Study this theology doxology yea

Y'all like to debate on blocks

I'm like The Great Debater

Samantha Booke chose Lowe

James Farmer was greater

I'm not a slaver

I'm like Tolson

I educate the slaves

Y'all listened to them

Devil's in blue dresses

Change out y'all ways

I'm punching on these pharaoh's

Like The Hurricane

They tried to rob me

Like Inside Mane

I'm a Man on Fire

Dreaming in Deja Vu

I had to change the time up

The Siege

I see demons jumping around

In and out of bodies

Like the movie Fallen

When it come to my daughter Psalm

I'll go John Q on all of em

All of em all of em all of em

Old guy came to me

At Church and said

You my hero bro

You my hero bro

So much joy in my soul

When I'm bearing fruit

And little kids grown folks

And grown grown folks

This for grown folks

Not lil folks like them young boy folks

And uh folks

Never touch the teacher's wife

That how you get smoked

I don't care if these nighas Got Game

That's how you get hooped on hooped on

Change these boys up like a coupon sheesh

Pop up on the scene

Dllat Two Guns

You know I got fire for Bazookas

The little things matter not the riches

And I hold sticks like Fences

And to all you carbon copy nighas

I'm really with it

This a Soldier's Story yea

You know the camo bag

Next to the tennis

Tuh duh tennis

Tuh duh tennis yea

Right next tuh duh tennis

Tuh duh tennis

Tuh duh tennis tuh duh tennis

Right next tuh duh tennis

Tell y'all momma I'm unstoppable

Til it's finished til it's finished

Til it's finished yea

Tuh tuh til it's finished