G0nz0 - ...Here I Am

They askin me where I'm at so I said here I am
Flex my scars from that attack cause I said here I am
I ain't never gon fall back to back in that trap again cause here I am
Enemies done told me to watch my back I only fear I am
Here I am boy
And now it's time to get to work
Worked a sweat when they heard my set I always tend to strike a nerve
Nervous wreck right when I swerve his text so stay in His word
Purpose met with all my worthless checks and said do not disturb
Pressures getting hot can't be repping the things I'm not
That's a lesson too many brethren learned spending time in a box
Tryna lessen all the locks that keep pressin the shepherd's flock
Got em second guessin if getting to heaven is worth the walk man
It's time I set things straight
G0NZ0's back and I ain't gon play
In my left hand got the word of God in my right that sword gon slay
I ain't on smoke I'm on that flame
Walking on rocks I eat that pain
Got my enemies and demons curled up tight like I was Shea ooh
Shea cream, clean with bars since eighteen
I been nice with the flows but on the mic I'm straight mean
Got refined in the fire till my impurities was made clean
Then jumped out hotter than the burning gates of hades
I'm back back
Swiper made me swipe up and down but I got the map in my backpack
I put him under my boots move on then flip a track like a flapjack
Best believe I'm a son of God but I'm also part of that ratt pack
So I keep it real but I still fill my gun with the word and clap back
When I shoot they duck like Aflac
Where the stacks at
Man I'm passed that
I ain't make my God my cash app
Miyagi son imma wax that
Jesus said I'll train you up like shifu did with Jack Black
I'm all in before I'm breaking twenty-one like black jack
Got tired of these cappers I might throw out all they snapbacks
Flashing all your trophies I can pack em all in trash bags
Do it all for cheddar so it's time I set some rat traps
Cause all your boys gon sell you out when they see where the bags at
Yo crew full of facades
Yo back just gets massaged
Today you feeling hands but one day it's gon be rocks
Young Michelangelo cause all my art be touching God
Think you touched him with yo cash boy moneys a mirage
G 0 NZ 0 just hit up the east side hero
Told him none of that dinero gunna bend (Ben) my faith Shapiro
Nobody can touch my steelo it's foundation is what he wrote
Am I'm feeling like I'm Peter homie I just rocked the steeple
People try to sleep on me I'll tuck em into bed
No M-16s or weaponry just pillows to your head
I'll let my similes and melodies just meet them in their dreams
And I shoot for the stars just make a wish and you gon see homie here I am
I told em here I am
They ain't believe me man here I am
Ay, uh, I told em here I am
Listen, uh, here I am
Bad to the bone
Back on the throne
Let me tell you all what's happening tho
I left for a bit just to get my head right then I came back to the fans askin for more
Ok sure
I laugh at it though
Cause they don't seem to like when I'm rapping it slow
They just want slaps they don't wanna feel that they at church where the pastor tappin the soul
Ain't that a shock
The Shepard can't even go tend to his flock
Cause they rather run around with the other sounds that keep dragging em further from God
I'm here to stop
All of the noise that be taking the sheep from the way they was taught
So here I am homie just as planned wait till you see what I drop

Written by:
Isaac Gonzalez

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