BLACK JESUS
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hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus/
i got gifts for the whole town... Black Santa/
my rap dreams used to include a Black Phantom/
now i want a fleet of 5 all-Black Tahoes/
Black MoBsters, my disciples go wherever i go/
don't confuse for me Black Disciple, i push the 5 though/
Last Supper of the night, Red LoBster/
the devil is lie, i'm an angel in this Prada eating angel hair pasta/
American Shotta... Waco, Texas Rasta/
Ballin' like a nigga on the Houston Texans roster/
this shit designer, hip-hop Balenciaga... rap Givenchy/
But i'm MK forever, nigga... Mixtape Killa, nigga/
Lil' Mike on the mic, Mixtape Thriller, nigga/
Jesus had to Be Black, that's how they treat a nigga/
i'm tryna tell them i'm God's Gift, they don't Believe a nigga/
eyes Bleeding, i'm down to die for what i Believe in nigga/
hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus, nigga

hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus/
homie asked me "do you pray to God or do you pray to Jesus?"/
i pray to God in the name of Jesus/
you don't play with God & you don't play with Jesus/
the devil's deceiving, you can't Believe him/
25 [mixtapes] in 4 quarters, ain't take a Breather/
my fans & my haters seated in the same Bleachers/
But it ain't Beef until you see us shooting up Caprices/
hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus/
young Black genius, all year is tax season/
my New Year's Resolution, 100 racks even by the summer/
all i gotta do is stack, it's that easy/
Black Jesus, niggas threw me in the cross/
quit every joB i ever had, always knew i'd Be a Boss/
tatted up with that Big Beard, call me Wiz Ross/
wifey looking like a mixed, long hair Amber Rose/
fashion pros, never catch us wearing average clothes/
praying, smoking on that Mother Mary from the Motherland/
riding clean through the hood... Black preacher, n!gga/
hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus, n!gga

hair like wool, Big Beard... Black Jesus/
chinchilla dreads, i only wash my shit with rain water/
can't wash them when i'm down in Southern California/
wifey flawless like "what if God had a daughter?"/
the loud smoke followed By the Black & Mild smoke/
these niggas shit Be sounding like some shit my child wrote/
still married to the game, it's time to review my vows now/
still Mr.106 in my town, shoutout to Bow Wow/
nigga used to travel with the Bible on the dashboard/
riding around trapping with the Bible on my lap now/
lapping them like Nascar, ain't tryna pull the race card,/
But won't Be satisfied until i'm maxing out a Black card/
flashBack to 2nd verse, i said it on the last part/
all a nigga gotta do is stack hard, it ain't that hard/
& when you're this hard, you ain't gotta act hard/
God's child, Black Jesus, young rap god/
lowercase g on that God/
for what it's worth, i'm Ballin' like Jesus Shuttlesworth