Politickin

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lecrae] Yeah, had to let back the top on the drop Know the opps gon' see me Yeah, had to block all the freaks Tryna creep on the low, can't tempt me It's in me, not on me (Yeah, let 'em find out) It's in me, not on me (Yeah, yeah, you know I got) It's in me, not on me (Yeah) Yeah, you know I got 'em with me, the same ones in me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1: Lecrae] Gotta rebuild the block, I might pop up Peter Pan to the land, tell 'em, lock up Got the pеace of God with me, out the Glock up Nеver worried 'bout a drought, you know I stock up Wonder how it work, they see me lurkin' in the trenches Go from Logan down to Lincoln, Meadowbrook is with the business Ain't no fakin' when I'm shakin' up to Compton like a menace Hit my homie out the Nellas, he'll be home in like a minute They be askin' how I got like I got Used to wanna let it pop like I'm Pac Let the word of God knock off your block It's the Spirit livin' in me, not the rocks in my watch Death is all around me, but the fear gone Power livin' in me, hella fearsome Took a lot of losses, but we still strong Ayy, you can smell the favor in my pheromones [Chorus: Lecrae] Yeah, had to let back the top on the drop Know the opps gon' see me Yeah, had to block all the freaks Tryna creep on the low, can't tempt me It's in me, not on me (Yeah, let 'em find out) It's in me, not on me (Yeah, yeah, you know I got) It's in me, not on me (Yeah) Yeah, you know I got 'em with me, the same ones in me [Interlude] What's up, lil' gangbanger? Where you from, homie? If they saying where you from, wherever you go No half-stepping, stay solid and just keep it like that forever Esta la muerte [Verse 2: Propaganda] Yeah, the rhyme spitter came from east of the river Strange amount of things, the young shooters should consider (Uh) Dangerous veteran gangbangers, just bitter now Almost famous in a lane, they can't figure out Everyone gorgeous with dreams they might forfeit The pressure might force, forfeit, they oughta force quit (West, West, West, West) Read the ingredients The glory and pain, that courses through the veins Of the native Los Angeles (se habla Spanglish) Colorful rags danglin', all the world's languages, uh The right candidate ain't hard to spot, bro The Manchurian curry in favor with all the vatos (The 626) Stayed fearfully and wonderfully made Just as sure as ground shakes up under thee San Andreas, uh-uh, come stay with us I'll make it make sense of God, custom-made a lane for us