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Ratchet & Righteous |
| I like my gold with a lot of Jesus on it |
| Like my soul with a little Steven on it |
| With na’an bit of easy on it |
| Mackin' like I’m leanin' on it, like in Pisa on it (Yeah) |
| Nah I don’t feel pressure fold no never |
| Preaching this free shit til the people own it |
| Double enten, cook wontun run up the funds (Yeah Yeah) |
| Obi Wan, swing my wand, she say I’m the one (Yeah Yeah) |
| Pullin' up with the Midas |
| Know the aura be the brightest |
| See it clear if you beside us |
| Know that we (Uhn) |
| Ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| This shit so exciting it might start a riot |
| They hate when you poppin but love when you quiet |
| But we make God moves nigga we might start riot (Aye) |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| (Yeah… look) |
| Niggas be bitch made, inside Wesley, whip on Kente |
| We be AK, ARs, bibles, niggas be switchblade |
| Do no dates till the rent paid, no complaining till the tithes in |
| Either way you gon' Noah ‘bout it when the boy drop and that tide in |
| Got a bad chick in a Benz with me but it ain’t mine, see my manager |
| We ain’t gotta pull a phantom up, we don’t do it for the cameras |
| Last year was a tough one but Herod couldn’t damage us |
| Treated me like I ain’t said enough, bound to drown if you can’t adjust They |
| ain’t the real deal like Bernie Mac and Samuel |
| I’m the real deal |
| I got soul man and that’s real spill |
| Niggas say that I ain’t work enough, but them dudes? |
| They ain’t paying bills |
| Wanna talk about practice, but I’m the answer |
| Really I… |
| (Yeah) |
| Ratchet and righteous |
| With a strap and a mic I adapted to crisis |
| Now I rap I’m the nicest |
| Hell I wish I was that good at tacklin' vices |
| ‘Cause I spend without askin' the prices (what else?) |
| Me, my niggas, all back where the dice is |
| Pay my taxes? I might just |
| Uncle Sam ain’t been gettin' his fractions and slices |
| What you know about sacrifice? |
| A nigga’s had to make the sacks suffice |
| Apple Jacks for yo appetite |
| Tthe main dish like an appetizer |
| Make shit makeshift, black McGiver |
| Hand on a stack of bible |
| I ain’t change up on a rack’s arrival |
| I just went and got more hand straps and rifles (why?) |
| ‘Cause outside is the black survival |
| I got a stick I call it my staff |
| It hit it’ll cause more than scabs |
| Split a headpiece like the Red Sea |
| Therefore any beef is dead meat |
| I walk on water that’s drip on my Feet |
| Could heal the crippled with Grip on the beat |
| Love life, live, and repeat |
| Love life, live… |
| Ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| This shit so exciting it might start a riot |
| They hate when you poppin but love when you quiet |
| But we make God moves nigga we might start riot (Aye) |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| We ratchet and righteous |
| I know how they like it |
| (Yeah… look) |