pimps and preachers Oh...
pimps and preachers empty words.
automatic pimpin
stick to the script
stomach built for this eloquent gift
one spray of that good smelling shit
ready to clock a few digits
yep, free to give
quick to pay the preacher
but deny the kids
building gotta fund but the prodigal son
made you look idiotic to the congregation
trustees harass
prosperity bible school class
a lot of questions you ain't fittna ask
empty words spit the cold facts last
last but not least
muhfucka you work for the beast
this a wrapper the sucker still sweet
sweet tooth I might need some proof for I leave the booth a gang is a group of soul
searchers seek and find the fruits
stomp and steel in the toe of my boots
Onomatopoeia
whoop whoop emergencia
see the high pro glow is a really tight flow
in the middle of monie and frank rizzo
you might think you slobbin the bob
but that's hizzzope
soap on a rope that's a long stroke
nigga you a yes man recognize a nope
living la vida loca
I'm bout to freeze
the hocus pokus on the vocals
pimps and preachers Oh...
pimps and preachers empty words.
church of sin
check the techniques of modified chicken
legs a 3-piece a trinity of wishin
add it up nigga hypothesis guessing
entry level stressin
stress the sauce the boss is bigtime
you won't even see
when deacon pillow is reclining
wasted away small timing
sad like a ballad
sung by the great phyllis hymen
listen to me nigga when I'm rhyming
this is some diabolical timing
liken it to purgatory don't swerve it for me
till you heard the story
story of my life
fuck it I love to rip mics
genesis talk about lights
1000 rounds what the old man like
trife is still trife
facts is still frightening
fight the power till it strike black lightning
tiger woods on the golf course fightin
give the nigga hot sauce with his whiting
swoosh nike deal
nigga try to take it we gonna fight for real
real-er than most see I'm a killer with toast
don't wanna brag or boast the pen is
K to coach
hate don't wash off the spearmint soap
pure mentals like a guilt free rose
tickle your throat, plenty of rope
dot on your head
for you appear in the scope
pharisees and nina simone
I'm feeling good money grip
since the thrill is gone
if you right you can't be wrong
pimps and preachers Oh...
pimps and preachers empty words.