Lyrics the G.O.D. - bsd.u

the G.O.D.

Fresh out the motherfuckin' pack a rare world premier
Shook individual bounce in blind fear
Scared to death niggas fall to they worst fear
Horror tales in Braille for vision impaired
You looking for P, well, you can find him everywhere
In a project near you, I’ll be right there
I was brought up and taught to have no fear (Now)
Live wire niggas they behind me in the rear (Now)
Cowardly hearts, step aside, stand clear (Clear)
My bloodthirsty niggas got they eyes on you (You)
QBC, lime Bacardi, Godfather Pt.
III
On some hashish, to Embassy Suite, crash your party
Yo, it’s the G.O.D.
Father Pt.
III