D. Whistle — Ohlord!
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Yo Slap me with the truth
But don’t you ever kiss me with a lie
Shit, I could never right my wrongs
If only sacrifices is the price, look
Nobody cares until you’re rich or you’re dead
Nobody cares, that’s problems over dollars
Here’s the butter for the bread, uh
That’s elementary stress, taste it, treat it, psh, say less
Pre-game rituals, been tossing chalk for so long
Can’t recall the last time I could
Smile and had no extra tabs processing fear
That’s giga, perhaps terabytes of possible scenarios
I win or lose, be careful what you choose
Predictions like I’m Dr. Strange
I block your bullshit my position steady out of range
Them niggas plotting and scheming to catch you slipping
Don’t you insult my intelligence
Strategies with no precendence
All my theories make hella sense
Move with patience and cadence
Attached to nothing connected to everything
Articulate meticulous maneuvers
Carefully watch your steps right there
Landmines,explosive residues of clashing clans
That’s lyrical, biblical, empirical answers to tricky questions
Now let’s see if blood really thicker than water y’all
The Wildcat Youth Academy closed a few weeks ago
After rival gangs were in a gun battleoutside its doors
OHLORD!
(Statics)
An operation on the ground and on the rooftops
Targeting what they
Say were members of a drug trafficking gang
OHLORD!
One of Rio’s biggest favelas
Disturbing video shows a fight in the street
OHLORD!
When they are followed by the sound of gunfire
OHLORD!
Dear God, can you save me?
Now what’s the price if I’m the sacrifice? They tryna slay me
Don’t wanna trust The process
I want The answer like the old sixers
Crossovers of stories like Mutombo blocking cancer
Pick your pocket, pick your plan
Compton or Afghanistan, Sam might have the master plan
In case of doubt don’t have a doubt
That’s in and out, straight to the point
Don’t fuck around, stop questioning
Choke on your blood, but taste it
Then just tell em’ how it feels
Yum-yum-yummy that’s easy money
Sweety, honey, bitty bunny, cutie
Brutally honestly speaking: I got a thing for trouble
Trouble leader, trouble maker, baker, shaker
Trouble leads and I follow, cause destruction
Them tips of all these rhymes is hollow
If you’re a boss, nigga, slap yourself
I used to dream of being where I’m today
But now can’t even sleep at peace
Cause knowledge is curse
And my perceptions skills
Don’t follow comprehension of the facts
Like Troyans getting the gift from the Greeks
OHLORD!
I wish God was from my block
I wish we could smoke together
Light it up when it gets dark
OHLORD!
I wish God was from my block
Need a break, tell me straight
When it gon stop huh
OHLORD!
I wish God was from my block
I wish we could smoke together
Light it up when it gets dark
OHLORD!
I wish God was from my block
Need a break, tell me straight
When it gon stop huh
OHLORD!
I wish God was from my block, huh
I wish God was from my block
I wish God was from my block, huh
I wish God was from my block, huh
I wish God was from my block
I wish God was from my block, huh
I wish God was from my block, yeah
I wish God was from my block, yeah, yeah
Straight up, look
I wish God was from my block, huh
I wish God was from my block
I wish God was from my block, huh
OHLORD!