Goode God Lyrics

Mommas drinkin liquor

Mommas drinkin liquor 

Making momma sicker

I'ma needa swishers 

I'ma need a pitcher 

Can't call it, I need the digits 

Mommas drinkin liquor

Mommas drinkin liquor 

Making momma sicker

I'ma needa swishers 

I'ma need a pitcher 

Can't call it, I need the digits 

Once you see pain, you can't avoid it 

I bathed in the light

I drank wit the anointed 

Blood of the exploited 

Voices being voided

Controlling on all the noises 

"Fill your body wit poison"

Fuck

Lived the holy scriptures 

Went thru hell an back

An not one of "your niggas"

Missed ya 

If I could take it back

I'd treat all of my exes different 

When I was on prescriptions 

Blinded, by definition 

Feel the earth beneath your feet 

Wipe Yah eye, of all the sleep 

I'm hard to keep

Apart from me

I'm all of me 

All in all 

I'm artistry 

A Pointed like shooting archery 

Marching towards my enemy's

The mirror me, emulate anything 

From my memory

Entropy, setting into me 

I'm moving a million feet 

Diligently 

Building, a better battery, of energy 

Cuz

Mommas drinkin liquor

Mommas drinkin liquor 

Making momma sicker

I'ma needa swishers 

I'ma need a pitcher 

Can't call it, I need the digits 

Mommas drinkin liquor

Mommas drinkin liquor 

Making momma sicker

I'ma needa swishers 

I'ma need a pitcher 

Can't call it, I need the digits