Nova the Bully - Respect The Pen

You can keep the accolades and arguments on who the best
My pen wants is respect no more or less I don't care about your lists
Who the greatest of all time they want theirs and I just want mine
Respect the pen, you can keep your accolades and arguments
On who the best my pen wants it's respect no more or less
I don't care about your lists Who the greatest of all time
They want theirs and I just want mine respect their pen, yeah
I let the music tell me what to write I feel it in my soul first and poof
I'm in the booth losing electrolytes I spit it like a llama do
The big dog of rap just call me Marma Duke I put my whole life behind these bars
Like your honor do With no gavel, the cloth from which I'm cut
Doesn't unravel I'm a seamstress's dream
These garments are one of one and have yet to be seen
I got it out the mud, it feels weird to me to be clean
I got a pen I call passion and the ink contains the blood of Christ
Never needed ghostwriters, I'm something like a poltergeist
You ever need a blessing, holler at me I ain't overpriced
Pride got them going left, be humble, let me get you right
The music is my canvas, painting pictures by the way I write
Even in my darkest days, I still wrote the light
Shout out to southbound , been knocked down but got back in the fight
I said all that to say this, respect the pen
You can keep the accolades and arguments on who the best
My pen wants it's respect no more or less I don't care about your lists
Who the greatest of all time they want theirs and I just want mine
Respect the pen you can keep ya accolades and arguments
On who the best my pen wants it's respect no more or less
I don't care about your lists Who the greatest of all time
They want theirs and I just want mine Respect the pen
Snuck into heaven with black wings and black halo
Peeking around corners, I'm trying to be incognito
But they know that I don't belong, so I just lay low
Can I speak to the owner of this establishment? It's nice in here
The angel in all white was polite and told me Christ was here
Can I speak to him? He spoke politely, watch your pronouns
He told me down the hall to the left, advised I go now
Turned around but didn't get far, I felt the energy
Excuse me Lord, it's me again, forgive me for my risky measures
Took a chance to sneak a glance at you and what's in heaven
Was stopped in mid sentence, told my motives were my own
I was told to get to the point cause I'm about to get sent home
I asked why it takes so long to get me to this point
I know I shouldn't question, but I need answers for this one
Was told to listen, and everything is always in a plan
Be specific when you pray, and they do respect your pen
Wake up, wake up, alright get up
Stop acting like you ain't got stuff to do today
There you go
You can keep the accolades and arguments on who the best
My pen wants respect, no more or less
I don't care about your list, who the greatest of all time
They want theirs and I just want mine
Respect the pen
You can keep the accolades and arguments on who the best
My pen wants respect, no more or less
I don't care about your list, who the greatest of all time
They want theirs and I just want mine
Respect the pen
Respect the pen
Respect the pens
Respect the pen
Respect the pens
Respect the pens
This ain't it
It ain't over
Just let it ride out
Respect the pen

Written by:
Terrance Christopher

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