letra de gloves off - dbait
[chorus]
everybody trippin on mistakes i did
i just let em talk while i walk silent
they been throwing stones but that’s how life get
when the lord your rock they can all fight him
gloves off throw them fists up
bout to get knocked out, yeah you in luck
go sleep as you get tucked
gloves off throw them fists up
[verse 1]
yeah, first round knockout
opps on the block like the heat, yeah it’s hot out
they wanna police me with their piece drawn out
capping they ain’t got it in for me that’s a cop out
they the ones been tryna talk a lot
round the clock, nonstop on and on
claiming my house ain’t built on the rock
put mе in a box and you bought to box with god
and it ain’t david and goliath
it’s goliath vs a giant
it’s some giant missiles flying
him you might have to comply with
dawg, you capping and you lying if you try to minimizе it
it would be an understatement if you try to call this violent
naw, you could go and throw me in environments with lions
i’m with the lion of judah
he was here before the mayans
he the mightiest in fighting
if you think you leonidas
he been guiding me so i believe it’s time to leave you got it?
[chorus]
everybody trippin on mistakes i did
i just let em talk while i walk silent
they been throwing stones but that’s how life get
when the lord your rock they can all fight him
gloves off throw them fists up
bout to get knocked out, yeah you in luck
go sleep as you get tucked
gloves off throw them fists up
[verse 2]
like bruce lee, he’s the fist of fury
leave you blurry
you the best?
pride in ya rhyme is dirty
brooklyn we got our nets, disciples, no jersey of irving
text us like a cellphone message, you’ve been delivered
we are his sons on a mission and we beat the clippers
got my bucks on the suns, we are the winners
but even if we lose the fight, life’s sweet like swisher gymnasium
not crazy blunts that made me dumb
brand new gun (gun)
i call him trae young (young)
it’s a new bible, yup, westminster (uh)
i keep it trill, og, ali and frazier
thrilla in manila
do you love the blood spilla? (spilla!)
our god wants the real us
not a wannabe with wallabees
honesty the best policy
the sovereign king has conquered me
gotta keep eye on zion not william, son (zion not william, son!)
narrow road don’t follow the crowd
my name ain’t neil, won’t bow down!
[chorus]
everybody trippin on mistakes i did
i just let em talk while i walk silent
they been throwing stones but that’s how life get
when the lord your rock they can all fight him
gloves off throw them fists up
bout to get knocked out, yeah you in luck
go sleep as you get tucked
gloves off throw them fists up
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