Armageddon

Rap Jesus was just a warnin'
 Rap Jesus was just a warm-up
 If that's heat, then this a torch, then
 Rap beef, stick a fork in
 Pitchfork for that rap devil
 Shootin', like Halo at that rap god
 I'ma make this black and white, y'all white chalk on that blacktop
 I grew up on that blacktop, I don't talk shit behind laptops
 Your hands hittin' them spacebars, my hands'll hit your face, dawg
 Better get me space, dawg, don't enter a place of no return
 Keep tabs on enemies, and then turn they home into an urn
 Man, some people just won't learn, they always on that fuck shit
 These trolls feed on news feeds, like groupies who suck dick
 And, you'll soon see, I do me, if you meet me in public
 But, you not, you Tupac, 'til I pull up in that truck, bitch
 You comment, like I'ma read what you write
 And critique what I write, what the fuck? Get a life
 Yo, wassup with his knife, yo, wassup with his beard?
 But, I bet you won't hear, with a gun in your ear
 And you runnin' yo' mouth, 'til that gun in yo' mouth
 And, you prayin' to God, but yo' luck runnin' out
 And, I'm prayin' to God, 'cause I'm losin' my mind
 But, you talkin' about mine, and you walk a thin line
 So who want the smoke? Tell me, 'cause, I wanna know
 I'm ready to settle the score, ready to kick in your door
 You ain't ready to battle, you damn sure ain't ready for war
 Too much to handle, Saint Mesus only a sample, I know you ain't ready for more
 Follow the handle, Saint Mesus give all I have, 'til I'm dead, and I head to the Lord
 Our Father, who art in Heaven
 No devil, but I'm not a irreverent
 Pour my heart out in this art, I'm pennin'
 I'm just tryin' to play my part, until it's armageddon
 I know, I know they ain't 'bout that life
 They ain't bout that life
 I know, I know they ain't got no stripes
 They ain't got no stripes
 I know, I know we are not alike
 We are not alike
 'Cause, I'm the type that live it
 You the type that spit it on the mic
 So listen up, I been nice for long enough
 Oh, you think you tough? I'm the type to call your bluff
 Yeah, you, pussy boy, don't push me, boy
 'Cause, you ain't strong enough
 This is armageddon, come and get it
 Hope you armored up
 I know, I know I'm a livin' idol, 'til the day I die, but I resent the title
 'Cause, I know I won't ever measure up to the one up in the sky, that was sent in the Bible
 So, fuck boys gon' fuck boys, and my home boys gon' fuck girls
 And, I'm just finna post up, holdin' both nuts, fuck the world
 'Cause, I'm a problem that no one's solvin' and, only evolvin'
 This only the start, and I promise you, I'ma do more than you ever thought possible
 God is my witness, and all the Apostles
 I'm sent on a mission, with full tunnel vision
 While bitches are bitchin', 'bout every decision
 I sit, and I listen, and think to myself, wishin'
 They would just mind they own business
 I know my assignment, I'm growin' and climbin'
 A mile, a minute, while on the road drivin'
 Until the next city, and crawlin' when divin'
 So, if they're still sleepin', then I pile drive 'em
 My eyes on the prize, and my hand on my bag
 Other hand on my strap, if a crook wanna jack
 Yo, it's no lookin' back, my boy, Cal, got my back
 And, I put that shit on the A-Cal on my back
 Our Father, who art in Heaven
 No devil, but I'm not a irreverent
 Pour my heart out in this art, I'm pennin'
 I'm just tryin' to play my part, until it's armageddon
 I know, I know they ain't 'bout that life
 They ain't bout that life
 I know, I know they ain't got no stripes
 They ain't got no stripes
 I know, I know we are not alike
 We are not alike
 'Cause, I'm the type that live it
 You the type that spit it on the mic
 So listen up, I been nice for long enough
 Oh, you think you tough? I'm the type to call your bluff
 Yeah, you, pussy boy, don't push me, boy
 'Cause, you ain't strong enough
 This is armageddon, come and get it
 Hope you armored up