Marcus Destin - Righteous

I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda like God is ghost riding beside us
I know the favor is blinding
It's too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say it's safe
Would be safe and just lying

What's the difference between the rich and a beggar
I'll tell ya the rich is a better beggar
Y'all Niggas lost it, lingered in loses Y'all could've upped yo cheddar
When I taught you to fish you was Kicking the shits that
Shit could've upped yo net up
What's the difference between
A fool and a king Its simple
The space to do better
Thinking back how
I could'a did bettered
Very seldom did I never settle
Sick and tired of the sick and tired
All the settling had went
And Sickle celled em
But I'm back now
And I'm well rested
Backed now
By a good investment
I mean a God investment
That don't need assessing
What was you expecting
Doubt or second guessing
See where I'm at
It ain't incidental
And where I'm from
It will eat the gentle
I instruct you through instrumental
How to structure a winning mental
I feel the uneasy on the horizon
I know the trouble is trebled
But the spirit is rising
Willing and wylin
I'm finna heckle a devil
Yea

I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda like God is ghost riding beside us
I know the favor is blinding
It's too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say it's safe
Would be safe and just lying

I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda like God is ghost riding beside us
I know the favor is blinding
It's too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say it's safe
Would be safe and just lying

I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda like God is ghost riding beside us
I know the favor is blinding
It's too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say it's safe
Would be safe and just lying

I heard the bottom is booming
And good at dividing
These moments defining
The grit in yo grinding
The viewing up top
You can't knock
But it ain't many spots
Might have to minus to find it
It hard to define it
Rare to go find it
If passion is passive
It's hard to survive it
Bound to miss out
If you don't know assignment
You might need
More than alignment
You might need a team up
Me and my team up
Kicking our feet up
Enjoying the fruits of our labor
You swearing you hate us
Forever debate us
But that ain't the truth that we get From yo neighbors
You witness the hustle
You hate the you love us
You blasting us daily
You curse out the vapors
Praying we stumble
The empire crumble
To say that you knew
We you won't make it
Ain't new to you haters
Anyway
Just went and purchased
My second chain
Look at me blang a lang- blangin
First and my second chain
Jang a lang- janging
Like ice in the mic
And they love to entangle
Shout to my angels for
Showing me angles
On Dodging the dangers
Suppressing the anger
Constant reminder
My kind is endangered
But never in danger
Yea

I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill Rikers with my shit
Kinda like God is ghost riding beside us
I know the favor is blinding
It's Too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say it's safe
Would be safe and just lying

I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Trynna fill Rikers with my shit
I know the favor is blinding
Too many sheep
That be faking as lion
To say its safe
Would be safe and just lying

Written by:
Marcus Destin

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