ransom

ransom - No Introduction lyrics

rate me

They said that the fire is gone but it never left

Hotter than a brimstone found deep in the devil's chest

No religion I hold the vision farther than heaven's steps

Hope you listen ain't no forgiven driven by every breath

My pops could've stuck around but instead he left

So he met his death fuck grievin I'm already stressed

Bring it to the calisthenics nice steady reps

I'm doin heavy sets drinkin on every rest

They say I'm very blessed, I think a different way

I sell a clip of yay and now ya got kicks today

I ain't got shit to say this is just a sick display

Street religion I give'em grab a clip and pray

I'm legendary and sharper than ten machetes

My vocals evoke spirits and wake up the cementaries

Where acres of men are buried, my hands on the eagles

And the only safeties I know they play in the secondary

You haters are never ready, my words' dope

Take 'em in vain they have you shakin like paces from epilepsy

I'm sayin you best respect me the last one of his kind

A street prophet you better pray that this vest protect me

Don't wait 'til the feds arrest me my life should be celebrated

Visons of midle-aged niggas sayin they never made it

The world's segregated the have and have-nots

Blast shots what you expect we ain't been educated

I'm mentally elevated I meant to be levetated

Those who oppose me is eventually devastated

I'm hated by many respected by all

Loved by the ones who told me I was destined to fall

Aggressive and raw I don't use discretion at all

Artistic violence all of my weapons can draw

From here to eternity my words'll be surgery

Mercif'ly the devil occurs to ever gave birth to me

The booth is my solitude this is church for me

You shouldn't even exist on the same earth as me

Send 'em straight to mercury for tryin to spit a verse at me

I'm perfectly chiseled from cast-iron

My verse is description from past iron

I worship the pistol and blast iron

Submersed in the issues of scag buyin

My vivid tells, a street horror, I leave scars

In the worst part of your brain that destroy you like pearl harbor

This boy is the world's author

Autobiographical scriptures, the first father

Just listen and work harder

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