[Intro: Samuel Jackson]

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brother

And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee

*gun cocks*

*gunshots*

[Chorus]

And I'm like please don't test my temper

Mane it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

I'm like please don't test my TEMPER

Mane, it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

[Verse 1]

Look, What did I tell you bout testing me

Didn't you know that's the recipe

For catching these hands, get popped like a band

I think this temper be the death of me

I stomp em with boots

Might Buss em wit deuce

Just like my brothers up in Memphis be

You lost all yo roots that's eccentric see

I need you to stop and process and think

Nah it's Iraq in the land

Strapped with a hand

Cannon, now I'm mega man

Blast with a vendetta from the back of the van

Shred him with a berretta now he cheddar in the pan

Rain on his head pita pata now a nigga dead

Can't sleep flashbacks got me insomniac

This the story of another young brother now dead by his own hand

Whoever's slow to anger better than the man that owns land

We knucking if you bucking it's on sight

Don't come around at night

Cause our blight you might lose yo life

They don't get our Ebonics they tell us keep it concise

I swear you put yo two cents on it I'll show you who pennywise

[Chorus]

And I'm like please don't test my temper

Mane it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

I'm like please don't test my TEMPER

Mane, it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

[Verse 2]

Don’t want this heat that I’m packin’ now

Lay him out like Pacquiao and don’t crack a sound

I might have to snap his neck like a cracka sound

Lay him down upon the mat have em tapping

Why u trynna calm me down talking capatow

Cuz I’ll leave you bleeding like I be brackin now

On my assonance, I snatch all yo assets now

Guarantee you go out hearing that clacking sound

BLAOW

HUH PREACH

The fame and fortune it ain't free

My spirit, soul that's the fee

I sell my soul and that's defeat

HUH SPEAK

Bout fragile masculinity

Might shatter at the slightest peep

Because my culture doesn't teach

HUH PEACE

Is just an illusion we just been abusing we just been misusing

Our platforms like music to merely gain a check and seat

Huh? A Seat?

A seat at the table

They say I'm unstable

They herd me in stables

I pray that I'm able so now that I can go and eat

But that did not happen so I'm back to rapping

And trying to fit in with the pictures and captions

The money, the power, the masses

So give me the access or I'm gone be spazzing and maddened

The world told me I should be balling like Madden

But I cannot fathom the problems that added

Subtract from the morality and adding to the myth that Imma just another black savage

[Chorus]

And I'm like please don't test my temper

Mane it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

I'm like please don't test my TEMPER

Mane, it's just that simple

Lord correct my temper

Fore I go upside your temple

[Outro: Samuel Jackson]

Do you read the bible, Greg