[Verse 1]

Okay

Mr. Teriyaki, can you please say something nice

Got a couple folks who waiting on that boy to bring the hype (Uh huh)

Got a couple folks who waiting for that dog, I’ll make it bite

Now I’m ballin’, word to ‘87 Mike (Yeah that’s light)

Pipe down, where my Pippen at

I need a Rodman, I ain’t no conman (Yup)

I’m honest, you know we locked in, it ain’t no option

I’m stompin’ all on ya conscience, now you unconscious (Boom boom boom)

You come to and speakin’ nonsense, you get the concept? (Hey)

All your rhymes are full of gibberish, you playin’ hit or miss

You miss the bigger picture cuz you focused on the images (Uh huh)

This sin is in, everybody system, еvery citizen

It’s imminent, gotta arm thе churches like the minutemen (Let’s go)

Bang, bang, bang

Revolution getting televised

Good against the world, opposition highly ill-advised (Yeah)

Bang, bang, bang

Devil lurkin’ in a new disguise

You don’t need no superpowers, you just need a set of eyes

Wait

[Hook]

Gotta measure everything you see

If it ain’t come from the Scriptures, then it ain’t from G-O-D

[Verse 2]

We outside with a suit and tie, that boy lookin’ fly (Yessir)

9 to 5, gotta get this work, gotta do the time (That’s right)

Let it fly like a hurricane, word to 305

In the fryer like it’s Raising Canes, boy we still alive

Cookin’ fye in the studio, Call of Duty flow (Uh huh)

This is war, we don’t politick, ain’t no Rubio (No sir)

Taking shots, all I hear is swish, Ricky Rubio (Money)

Pull a card, King is in the deck, like it’s Yu-Gi-Oh (Huh)

Jesus Christ is the remedy, I got no enemies

Making burgers on the stovetop, I ain’t got time to beef (Ain’t got time to beef)

Put a stone in my old sock, knockin’ Philistines

Built my house on the old Rock, you can’t weather me (That’s right)

Weather man, do my own dance, Ronald Burgundy

Jesus Christ cut the old man, call it surgery (That’s facts)

Every message has a motivation, do it purposely

Putting sermons over snares and bass is just a courtesy, huh!

Cutthroat, I’m Jimmy Butler

I bring the heat on every track cuz I give my utmost

Gotta praise the humble King, you know how the Son rose

Death had stepped inside the ring, he got turned to Dumbo (Dummy)

So I bring that sinigang flow, we don’t do gumbo

Filipino Danny Phantom, I’m down to rumble

I ain’t rollin’ in no Phantom, I got the Ghost though (Uh huh)

Devil call me, I don’t answer cuz I’m in ghost mode

Teriyaki, what up!

[Hook]

Gotta measure everything you see

If it ain’t come from the Scriptures, then it ain’t from G-O-D

[Verse 3]

For His love I got a taste and it’s good like Friday

I thank God on every day, and not just on Fridays (That’s right)

I’m a product of His grace and a problem child, ayy (Uh)

Turn the tables in this game, imma flip it ‘til we stick it like a ticket on your whip

You parking in the wrong space

Yaki spit it like a bigot, only running my race (Woo)

Flippin’ biscuits in the kitchen, need some carbohydrates

Getting snippets from the world, but God gave me an entree

What up