Lyrics

[Verse 1] [Mr. SOS] Dedicated to the man who thinks he could make a Big Bang Might be able to ignite a click bang & take life But the only way you know how to make life is to lay pipe Get rid of that God complex You ain't even find God yet You could never be who you ain't met You could never make the Earth rotate Or give birth to stars across the aggregates of dreamscapes Or bleed faith Thinking you can, must be on that freebase You ain't gotta try so hard to be great Just show me love and we could elevate I'm tellin ya It's all relative and we're all relatives With our own identities No membership needed just good energy I'm jittery when I feel somebody eye drilling me I know conquest is on your itinerary And you want it by any mean necessary You studied your enemy but the fear inside of you is the biggest enemy you ever seen And you think you're superior Actually more ordinary than a terrier With no backbone posterior Acting like a rising phoenix but a meteor.. That's the word Fighting for power til you reach the earth Then soon as you get it, crash & burn The lesson in the story that you have to learn is No, no, no.. Man, man, man.. Is God, God, God.. (repeat) [Verse 2] Triple k say the white man is God Five percent say he's black MCs try to be god in rap Even most superheroes don't have super egos And if they do it's probably an act Cause if they shoot they come under attack Kidnapped Jammed in the back of a big van with limo tint and/or someone they love That's why you gotta stay grounded cause if not, then the enemy won, already It's done already Like a man trying to walk on the sun You're not ready In a shell that's 80% liquid And you ain't even 1% of existence Perpetrating omnipotence I call that Kim Jong Il Heros that worship false idols I call that when hip hop kills And the victim is every child on a school bus who thinks that it's no big deal To call a woman out her name or make it rain dollars when you can't pay bills Little buddy, just chill Formulate Every move that you gonna make If you have a gift, use it Don't let it go to waste But even if you could use all your brain No, no, no Man, man, man Is God, God, God (repeat) [Verse 3] [Abby Wren] You're not as high as the Messiah like you think you are You think you're something, but you're really nothing Only fooling yourself Why you frontin' like you're the second coming? Just like a holy roller, they got us running It's a syndrome and it really hits home This revelation is strong It's just a fantasy, you just wait and see that no man is God