GPHW

Lyrics

[Hook: Illmac] Uh, Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water [Verse 1: Illmac] Uh, heart cold, I'll be this way until my outro Fuck around and turn L.A. into the South Pole Prayin' on my downfall, hatin' on the down-low Take my name in vain when you say it, it's a mouthful Burnin' sage, let it permeate It feels like we're a world away, distant Forgive me for my worldly ways Face judgment, when I learn to fake interest Burnin' frankincense at the pearly gates' entrance Yo, this gunpowder and holy water The Son's proud of the Holy Father Grow sunflowers in total darkness Got a dungeon that's underground for tortured artists Uh, all my demons get along They tell me, "Trust your instincts, even when they're wrong" Treachery amongst friends, you can read it in your palm Cuttin' off your right-hand, like a thief in the Quran Yeah, jugglin' Hennessy and hand grenades Balancin' enemies with family strains Learnin' everybody can't be saved At times, you gotta amputate Cut 'em off, ignore the phantom pains Fuck 'em all She said she love me, but I don't know her She got a nose like a snowblower Cops came, that's my dog, he wouldn't roll over All my life, I'd flirt with Death and got the cold shoulder [Hook: Illmac] Uh, Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water [Verse 2: Illmac] Uh, heart cold, I'll be this way until my outro Fuck around and turn L.A. into the South Pole Goes without sayin', so my mouth closed I seen cousins bangin' different rags, stayin' in the same household Ooh, now you starin' at a killer We run the jungle floor, out here scarin' the gorillas Got me spittin' coke, both my parents were familiar Same feeling had my pops running errands for the dealer, ah! They said I fell off, then I reappeared If this ain't what you want, it's what you need to hear What's realer than that? Breaking out, I got an itch that only my first million could scratch Yeah, most high off dollar signs: money's my religion Both middle fingers high, give a fuck about the system To me, the mainstream is just the puddle that I piss in If I go, underground, that's when I tunnel out of prison Uh, went from skimp blunts to Backwoods To Brink's trucks from canned goods From secondhand to tailor-stitchin' So none of y'all made me, y'all just made me different [Hook: Illmac] Uh, Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water Hennessy and hand grenades Gunpowder and holy water