[Intro]

We need some drunk [?]

We need some drunk ushers

We some drunk preachers

And we get drunk with the Holy Ghost

These other drunks won't get drunk

[Verse 1: Mickey Diamond & Ty Farris]

Believe half of what you see, unless you get it from the source

I gotta repent

Good Lordy, I been killin' every verse (Aha)

Two or more, we in the mist, I'm bringin' pistols in the church

Singin' along with the choir and were still pitchin' work

Thou shall not covert

On the block, all we had nicks and cannons

I thought we had a wildin'-out budget

If one of us fall, wе can be each others crutchеs

And when our powers combine, we can flee the evil's clutches

Never on the phone will I discuss illegal subjects

More recently, had to stop speakin' with my cousin

Remember when we was young, we used to flip and play the Dozens

Yesterday I told 'em "Come to my crib", and I'ma bust 'em, look

Blood don't make you family

Niggas sick with some shit that I swear you can't fix with Robitussin (Uh)

More rappers tryna reach for the ropes, I'm cobra clutchin' (Aha)

Clergy tryna preach to the Pope, it's no discussin'

Inside, I know that I blow, yo, the flow so combusted

The bullets is brand new but the guns old and rusted

Shit sound too good to be true, don't wanna trust it (Facts)

I'm done, my nigga

[Verse 2: Ty Farris & Josiah The Gift]

I'm from where Hennesy is holy water (Huh?)

New kids on the block loadin' AUG revolvers

Duckin' the DTs and the chrome marauders (Yeah)

Non-fiction, only gave the truth

Everytime I take the booth

I stick out with a mic like Craig Sager suits

Please no interviews

Antisocial, my patience minuscule

And my street accolades never in the news (Never)

Brothers beef sometime, eagles in different views (It happens)

Fist fights, we hug it out, we never live in twos

Pardon me, some of these rappers should kiss my tennis shoes

My pen's a blade, sharp as Baraka's finish move (Woo!)

I pre-prayed for forgiveness, I know I'm sinnin' soon (God bless)

The seventh commandment in your baby momma's livin' room (Yeah)

The streets ain't safe, hope you tentful

It's killers season, heathens lettin' .40 Cal' spit like Cam's intro (Come on)

My life was in limbo

Now it's first class flights, lookin' at clouds through the window

Chauffeurs openin' Benz doors

Give me my roses in the game full of Doflamingos (You faggots)

You in the rear, you gamblin' with the mob like Pete Rose (Come on)

I'm hard to stop, Barry Sanders with some cleats on

If you offended just let the beat roll (Uh)

[Verse 3: Josiah The Gift]

Pardon me for wantin' better for you

The shine is someone, they want a stormy weather

I knew they wanted the sentence for shit that's bringin' the pleasure for you

No preachin' our lecture is seen when I talk from experience

These the gems I discover

Mistakenly, y'all is sacrificed, what the treasure taught you

You ain't see all the agony

And the chances I'm takin', the risk can outweight rewards

The ruler, I estimated the footage and measured for you

To my father, pardon my absence

To my significant, sorry you seein' a dissapointment

Perhaps when the office bring the security

The you see what these raps meant

By the time you noticed the disbelieve was a dictamen

The misery from seein' my vision

Like it ain't post to reality

Just now a part of my history

My appologies for wantin' a own one

I'm destined instead of wantin' a check

From privilege companies that ain't shit to me

Tryna put my son in the palace where he can lavishly spend the work that I put in and spread it to the generations

The Siah's, when he question, that money never a mystery

[Outro]

If you get a little filth this month

You need a good filth this month

If you get a little shot of the Holy Ghost

Get a little filth of kindness

You need some Jack Daniel or [?]

Excuse my...

Some wrong with some of you this month

You haven't had a shot

Touch your neighbours and the reason I'm happy today

I had a shot this month

Touch your other the neighbours say "Watch, man, a little bit"

I know that happend

'Cause right now I'm finna take another shot

(It's-it's-it's-it's the Umbrella, bitch)