Letras:
Are You God The Ticket

Telephone ringing at your home again Give them your donation You do the best you can These motherfuckers Get you in their game, playing with your

Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick? And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket Only if you

he cleaned your glass And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat The new stores came where you do it yourself You buy a lotto ticket and food off the

the crowd goes wild! And the camera makes you seasick! God it's so sweet of you and you know I'm proud And the car bomb tick ticks with the same sound

I skated by, Now y'all are on thin ice With anchor weights I hate to lie, How fuckin irritated are you, How much in ya face am i, It aint shit you could

t save you, your family?s gone You?re waiting on your judgment at the foot of the throne Will you beg for some mercy? Will you cop some pleas? Will you

crash Back to trainin lightweights, you in the wrong weight class Haters, stay awake, fuck the Harlem Shake We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics You got, heat nigga you

. Baez) Blessed are the one way ticket holders On a one way street. Blessed are the midnight riders For in the shadow of God they sleep. Blessed are

garage Big girl you ate the neighbor The nova is over Wake up and play Balleradio Make room for clara's bare feet The love of a martian Tick tock and