Grindstone - Visitors Stand

Black Bible, Palo Santo
Go head up or mano mano
No fatherhood role model
Cast iron heart
Till I strike Lotto!
I knew I could do it
I’m here for a reason
I’m not here for your random pleasin
Don’t be so needy
fall in line.
I’ll get to you when I find the time
My time is now
I’m being thrown in front of the crowd to show you how
How to fish & find food
Bitch I’m in a devine mood
I ain’t really got time
A minute of mine
I’m charging you times 2
Keep it a bill
Your secret is sealed
You leak and get killed
I drink distilled
And spit hope to the unfulfilled
Choir!
Push ya passion up a hill
It’s a heavy load
Steady counterbalance of life says that ease is owed
Jesus told
The clique that Judas was all on his dick
Find ya self sick
If you don’t weed out weasels
You’ll be in black in a box
Or black sweats actin violent, illegal
Aw man, the topic is ageless its been
way back since Daniel was in the den with the lions
I'm death-defying
I break all rules
I'm in the cut like recessed lights
Don’t fight the feelin
A stake through the heart of Patna who just got caught stealing
Slowly I’m turning holy book pages
Burnin sage...
For those fighting cases
Writing senators from cages
Two times
Three times
Four times
Since I
had three-piece rims and fucked with Slim, Baby
Ruled my spirit
And refused to answer to fools.
In all labor there is profit
The topic’s to fatten pockets
I told you I got it
My pulpit is piping hot
Layin truth thick
Seeing who's fake and who's not
Raise your hand
Visitors stand

Written by:
Darel Dawson

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