Stones

This record ain’t meant for rappers, this ain’t for stripping usage This ain’t for pistol clapping, this ain’t typical music The radio rejects it, they trying to diffuse it Lupe told me to take Rick Ross label, I refused it We feeding our children poison, we killing off our future Arabs on every corner, they only here to juke us 2-0-1-2’s to warn us, I think they trying to spook us They forcing Gucci Mane on us to keep us in a stooper God have His grace upon us, His miracles are super, His mercy is enormous, commandments ain’t the loosest The globe is getting warmer, the government rebuked us The price of gold is rising, the U.S. buck is useless Unemployment lines is longer, the plan is not to school us Wisdom’s worth more than diamonds, so pray for your medulla Besides the kids are dying, it’s nothing left to do but, continue my assignment, so Jesus come and scoop us This record ain’t meant for bragging, this ain’t for swagging usage This ain’t for pistol packing, this ain’t what you producing This ain’t no ignorant record, a pimp will not produce it I’m far from what you expected, so please do not confuse it They think we narcoleptic, the goal's to keep us snoozing We HIV infected, neglected condom usage Men showing men affection, its women women choosing We lost with no direction, the world is in confusion The world's in no recession, it’s just a big illusion It’s all about deception, we need to find solutions The prophecies is happening, there’re certain signs are proof Know there’s a God up in Heaven, look at my evolution Astrology’s impressive, but science ain’t a super It’s my Almighty protector, you must be disillusioned Or there’ll be no progression, they’ll be no restitution, continue my assignment, so Jesus come and scoop us