The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace
 Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace
 Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace
 Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace
 Nigga what? I'm complicated down to my strut
 Like the way I hold my gat flat on its side like a pug
 And I'm tickling the trigger make it laugh from its gut
 You would think I'm a comedian the way it erupts
 Nigga what? I represent the ashes and dust
 All that's sittin up in ya chin that's got ya stuck in a rut
 You can fire, hold your fire, son, I'm smokin you up
 You can whistle your desires even Buddha got snuffed
 Nigga now I'm standing on the corner of wow
 Exclamations pointed at me 'cuz I'm gettin' these nouns
 Got these kids inventing adjectives and gaining renown
 'Cuz I am nigga, I am
 Nigga please, the earth, the air, the fire and the seas
 Third dimension, fourth dimension, fifth dimension with ease
 Oh, the chicken never thought I've got ya smokin' them trees
 Ask your front door what my sawed off got you snortin' them keys
 Nigga what? But I ain't gonna knock open up
 When it's time to meet your maker ain't no changing the plot
 You're an actor in the series nigga, I own the lot
 And I'm here to serve these royalties like gold in a pot
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Callin' haves and have nots
 Hey, ain't no need to stop that
 Hey, ain't no need to stop that
 Hey, ain't no need to stop that
 Hey, ain't no need
 God and pussy, objects of desire
 And ill repute some rather seek up high
 Than dig and grind that inner truth
 The angel of my eye
 A bit too fly to substitute
 With any other form than the Messiah's black Mariah
 Mothership, grandmother moon and sea
 The wave and form of beauty born of Eden's apple tree
 And every single Adam stands erect and prays to be
 The follower she offers sweet communion, holy union
 Let me see you run it just like that
 Move your hips from side to side
 Come forward, push it back
 Let me know firsthand the land of glory that I lack
 I surrender all to you if you surrender back
 Holy God where'd you learn to squeeze it tight and then
 Move it slow enough for me to question everything?
 You slowly start to tremble heaven's walls begin to sing
 Tsunami ever after cosmic slop on everything
 Hey, ain't no need to stop that
 Hey, ain't no need to stop that
 Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 (Ain't no need to stop that)
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace
 Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
 Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
 Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck
 Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace