Dad (Rap) – Pastor Lyrics
Artist: Dad (Rap)
Song: Pastor
That writes the verse up (yeah)
I have no skill
I’m the witness to the jail right here (yeah)
Send me your will
Because the bill we had to poke (yeah)
Is too corrupt
Note to god don’t help me blow ’em up (yeah)
I feel the, (yeah) i feel the
Heaven with hell that writes the verse up (yeah)
I have no skill
I’m the witness to the jail right here (yеah)
Send me your will
Becausе the bill we had to poke (yeah)
Is too corrupt
Note to god don’t help me blow ’em up (yeah)
I feel the funk
Heaven with hell that writes the verse up (yeah)
I have no skill
I’m the witness to the jail right here (yeah)
Send me your will
Because the bill we had to poke (yeah)
Is too corrupt
Note to god don’t help me blow ’em up (yeah)
I feel the funk
Sometimes i feel like
I don’t know what’s right and what is wrong no more
But f#ck it, i’mma jump in head first like geronimo
I’m all in, hoe, i gotta glow
On the road to success, there gon’ be some stress
Through every test, i know i’m blessed
And i’mma do my best
But what is right and what is left?
Good question, i couldn’t even guess
I’m seein’ death up in my eyes and i ain’t even blinkin’ yet
Ain’t no sleepin’, ain’t no rest
For the wicked, mama say, i’m livin’ in the flesh
And i need jesus, need repent
But she can’t even make a dent up in my hard-ass head
I’m out just tryna pay my rent
Last supper, breakin’ bread, know that judas on the lurkin’
Wanna see me doin’ dirt, but i keep movin’
All i do is swerve (horsepower)
All i do is skrrt, watch how i just lose it her
3:05, my rubber burn, when will you m#th*rf#ck*rs learn?
Holy father givin’ lessons, i’m straight blessin’
Open up the gates of heaven, y’all depressin’
I’m the present, future, and the past
The mother, brother, sister, and the dad
(i’m the dad) forgive me, i’ve been actin’ bad
Whippin’ it so hard, i might just crash the slab
Bury me in cadillac
After a couple days, i come back up from the grave
All praised (hallelujah, know what i’m sayin’?)
Heaven with hell that writes the verse up (yeah)
I have no skill
I’m the witness to the jail right here (yeah)
Send me your will
Because the bill we had to poke (yeah)
Is too corrupt
Note to god don’t help me blow ’em up (yeah)
I feel the funk
Heaven with hell that writes the verse up (yeah)
I have no skill
I’m the witness to the jail right here (yeah)
Send me your will
Because the bill we had to poke (yeah)
Is too corrupt
Note to god don’t help me blow ’em up (yeah)
I feel the funk
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Release Year: 2011