PHELON - Word to God lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Yo, and peace be with you you know what I'm sayin'?

It's the Phelon talkin' to all those between the bible and the guns.

I ain't one to judge you know what I'm sayin'?

I just call it like I see it.

And this is the way I be seeing it where I'm living.

[Verse 1:]

Now I was born a convict so I had to learn quick

You fight for your shit or you live like the vic

I'm locked in a cell with the bars unseen

With the true and living God understand what I mean?

Love don't love nobody but I got love for mine so I go the whole 9

The mind is a terrible thing to waste

Don't give a fuck about life because I never had a taste

Sunshine sometimes flowers never bloom

Play with my pistol as I sit in my room

Love to my moms and my pops

Anything in my way then I cock and it drops

[Hook:]

Word to God, word to God, word to God

Pray for your soul and that's word to God [x4]

[Verse 2:]

Rocks bring cops niggas glocks bust shots

And from Watts to new lots knots are made in spots

Gettin' G's flippin' keys keep a semiautomatic

Get the money nobody move no need for panic

Never judge a book by the cover

Cause I''m the other brother word to mother

I'm sought by the hunter

Raised in the projects cashing checks using techs

Get respect with a razor to the neck

Money increase when bodies decease

Release by police rollin' deep and play for keeps

Pistol and guns bring funds for the wicked ones

Not being a bum chum living by dum dum

Mind never shallow, pride never swallow

Live by the hollow, lead never follow

Peace to my niggas on the east with a full clip

Love for my niggas on the west bloods crips

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

Gold in the ghetto is the capsals

Seems they sell the crack to majority black and hispanic

Tinted is the youth that I rap to my beat that they snap to

Officials are left in a panic

Infared can find me hiding under a tree a car or even in a ditch

But you can't stop pounds of cocain from entering the country

Now ain't this a bitch

Just say no is easy when your living in the White House

But here on my street to just to say yes means simply

Of the good life you wanna take a little piece

Now the war on drugs ain't drug war

Don't break laws for a very different cause

One side sell and the other side buy

Both sides lie and induce genocide

Products move with the military force

Many many many many many lives are lost that's a little cost

Millions to be made in the drug trade people gettin' paid

Powder the people really crave

Uncle Sam says take another hit

Transport the product with his planes and his ships

Cause theres no coke fields in the neighborhood

No coke fields in the hood

Down here cocaine sells so good

If we could grow it you know that we would

Then I get a pistol fistful of crystal

Provide to the public just like Al Capone

Not a criminal just running business

Dealer of death and many die by one little stone

[Hook x10]