God Talk.

Look

By the grace of God, you bitches can face the odds

Better say your prayers, and be hopeful I don't take the job

Known to hate the mob, crazy cause I made the squad

Guess that I'm the founder in this shit, you better play your cards

I can take you farther, no, I just be the carter

Known to start wars, ain't no Vader, I just be your father

Don't get adjusted, don't you make me bring that snapback

I'm Thanos with the power in my hands, this Daddy Phat Snaps

Time and space, the two weapons on my hip

Think about it, that's the way I'm passing judgemеnt when it hit

They praise god, thе young Allah, sonning every jit

In the face of the creator, you peasants don't exist

I ain't got nothing but shooters, I brought them all in

And they moving all crazy and shit

I got a cousin, he look like the devil, you step in his world

You get met with a flip

I hang with the trio, they keeping that red chain on

You can not control what they drip

I'mma just step on the scene, then I make you blackout

Then I'm taking your shit when I dip

Uh, I'm just a god, they be saying I'm useless, but why do they keep me around?

With Kazuma, Megumi, Darkness, we all in a party, it's finna get loud

You could turn all of the taps in your house on, and still I'm more drippy than that

You could be in an outside pool while it's raining, and still I'm more drippy than that

Ain't been the same since they looked at my stats

Don't play with me, you can get Isekai'd back

A reason I keep me a stick in my hand

Wet 'em up if I wanna, I make 'em go splash

They tryna say I'm not GOATed

But senpai got drip, and you already know it

One day I'mma return to my throne

And if you got a problem that we finna solve it

War god, when it come to static, I'm the plug

I put Yukine on bitches like they hoes, I'm passing up

They belong to the streets, what's on her, uh? Oh, that's me!

Way too good at what I do to ever do that shit for free

Open her up, and make her sing like "hey kids!"

No way, baby, I'm just trying to stay lit

I am no stray

I stay on the call, for five yen we knock him off

Baby, what good is a shrine if over time that shit gon' fall?

She want more, she want more, she obsessed with me, huh

On my soul you get reaped if you step to me, huh

The Sl!ck, you thought you knew, he never existed

That's what I tell these bitches right after I hit it

Hollows rip your soul out

Pussy nigga try to hide dough, 90 put him in a box, roll out

All the opps getting blown out, niggas better skate like roll bounce

Shit ain't merry, better go-round, no Espada, I got hoes now

I might hit 'em with a

I'mma hit 'em with five like it was cashapp

Rolling round with this big chop, you take shots, I blast back

And I ain't wanna have to off 'em, used to do it too often

Tryna ride my wave? But it made 'em too nauseous

Only time you been sick cause my shit will put 'em in a coffin

You fucking with Death, you can not mess with the kid

You can not mess with my youngins

Are you a pussy or bitch, I can't tell which, soon as these rounds started dumping

I ain't Thor, I'm going for the head, you'll be dead after

Then I'll have your girl give up the neck to the head master

Fucking with me, and you fuck with the universe

Bigger stick send his soul up to Jupiter

Step out the body, I'm done with my human curse

If I leave, then don't wait for me to return

If I turn I'mma need you to burn me

They want me to switch up, but I'm sturdy

I'm keeping the stick tucked and I'm purging

Every single witch run up if you worthy

You wondering which one'll give you mercy

Or put you in hit stun and do you dirty

'Cause life is a bitch, but she pretty pretty though

Lil' bitty kiss me under mistletoe

Bigger bow put an opp where the space is

Witch with a strap, I'm a Dominatrix

Fuck giving daps, we just spin 'em back

I'm the law of cycles in the Matrix

Yo, I've been bored, you're looking for smoke

Well, I'm having suggestions

Plus I need to be entertained and I got jokes, that's a nope to the maximus question

Edward Bulwer-Lyton, how I'm viewing the pen, and I'm letting them grab it for lessons

You can use it to stab if you're stressed cause it's mightier than that Excalibur section

You can use it to put them down, I'll be quiet still

Could get got by a cult like it's Silent Hill

Heart attack or a car wreck, they're dying still

Going MIA like they're Tyreek Hill

I'm just dropping a book, and it's not for knowledge

Got them writing, they're shook cause it's not for college

And your ego, this power just might massage it

While I'm instigating on my Dennis Rodman

Who let the cat out the bag, get on my pet peeves, deaths threat schemes

Jeeves, he was asking for that

Hakai solving any matter, breaking any matter, shit is just a matter of fact

Manners is scratched, silver platters with the samples or trample the cast

Good mule, you a foot stool, ass backwards

Why you thinking that you a match

Flick fire, it's a slim chance that the mantle in tact

Twenty years I been sleeping on rappers, blowing over, y'all just fans on a track

Y'all Chompan on my shit, ripping off hits, litterbox scraps in a rap

Animal instinct, dry your planet for a lick, I don't even chatter with chaps, TALK!