Jesus Swag

[Intro] Swag, Jesus swag, yeah [Verse 1] There ain't a skill that I weren't blessed with But ability's nothing without work ethic I want my percentage If I don't blow in 2012 it's coz the world ended Or maybe I just couldn't be arsed Flopped and gave up like a fucking retard With my boys talking bout how we could've been stars Coz we was on big things like a double D bra Used to have nothing to do now there's nothing we can't Money weed bars pussy free garms and another clean start Listen, they say more fake real talk nah not again I'm on some shit don't compare me to none of them Keep the scene in a state of disarray watch Or if you're clever then you'll run and pick a safe spot Tell all of them posers not to quit their day job It's winner stays on, I'm hungry like a skinny stray dog [Chorus] Messiah on the mixtape, motherfucker genius rap, Jesus swag talk shit pussy You could be knocked out All the best critics describe me as christ I got a bible of rhymes I bring Sight for the blind Messiah on the mixtape, motherfucker genius rap, Jesus swag talk shit pussy You could be knocked out Talk shit pussy you can meet my dad Uh, fucking Jesus swag [Verse 2] My gift is god given you couldn't teach it My brain's in overdrive I'm having trouble sleeping I'm on this thing, anyone competing must be dreaming If you ever fucked with me then you took a beating Thou shall fall into the depths of hell and burn for eternity if you doubt the lord I'm the second coming, swaggered in my crown of thorns I got 'em running like I set a bomb You pussies crumble when the pressure's on I'm a genius, there ain't a subject you can test me on Motherfucker I'm not stubborn, I'm just never wrong And I'm not in denial I know that it's unusual But the other day I showed up to a funeral Comforted a crying lady, told her that she's beautiful And took her to the bathroom and boned her in a cubicle Yeah, my steez is classy, your swag is cheap and tacky You fucking need your fassy, come and see your daddy [Chorus]