Walking on Water [Fear of God]

[INTRO: Illmaculate] Illmac... Lawz... They don't feel me? They don't feel me than be gone with 'em They don't feel me? This'll put the fear of God in 'em [VERSE 1: Illmaculate] I stand alone amongst the shells of abandoned souls Feeling trapped without control of how we interact Spitting in a limited language If they listen they thinking that Sin lives in us I get it but that isn't fact We're so much more than ice and clothes My life can't be defined by those, it ain't like that Read between the lines, we decide Evil triumphs when good men do nothing Now I can see the signs The wright brothers put wings on a bike That idea redefined a generation achieving flight But there's a common idea between that theme and mine Each of us tried peddling with dreams of being fly I never made it, I guess it's better ain't it Cause now I wanna be everything instead of famous You getting fed up, ain't ya? In Portland's climate I'm more inclined To keep My head up when the weathers raining Forever pacing, I get ahead of myself then fall behind The definition of success is changing Fall in line or get swept away Rest in the bed of flames you made for your head to lay in Medicating I'm so numb, I roll up Instead of getting jaded I grow from where I'm from The reservation's a known slum While I throw away a free education to go dumb, fuck it Put the track on, each word is infinite In this world you living in you don't last long You can imagine why i try to put my fam on During a famine they still managed to be that strong Guess it's where I get it from they convincing us Live for the future, but do what's expected in the interim Picture that humans feuding over race and creed While music gave me my freedom They won't get it back I treat my blazer fitted hat like the shit's a map When I cross the border it helps me show 'em where my city's at I treat my blazer fitted hat like the shit's a map When I cross the border, yeah I ain't Christ I can't walk on water I just talk on beats but let the onslaught start up Lawz gave me all that I need while y'all falter And look an awful lot like sheep that I'll slaughter I would pray to all y'all fathers Prophet Muhammad While my heart's as solid as the rock of Gibraltar Stop it, fuck it pay homage If I said it wasn't all about ego then I ain't honest It's about C-notes, it's about hundreds It's about the town that we know when I'm out of town stunting Tell me who's outdone him, nobody the crowd loves em His fam's proud of 'em he's now buzzing He treat his blazer fitted hat like the shit's a map When he's out of town it helps him show 'em where the city's at He treats his blazer fitted hat like the shit's a map When he's out of town, yeah I ain't Christ, I can't walk on water I just talk on beats, now let the onslaught start up I ain't Christ, I can't cure the blind But I can paint a vivid enough picture to blur the line They don't feel me? They don't feel me then be gone with 'em They don't feel me? This'll put the fear of god in 'em