The Ritual

Lyrics

[Intro] Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace [Verse 1] Nigga what, I'm complicated down to my strut Like the way I hold my gat flat on its side like a puck And I'm tickling the trigger, make it laugh from its gut You would think I'm a comedian the way it erupts Nigga what, I represent the ashes and dust All that soot up in ya chimney got ya stuck in a rut You can fire, hold your fire, son, I'm smoking' you up You can withhold your desires, even Buddha got snuffed Nigga now, I'm standing on the corner of wow Exclamations pointed at me cause I'm gettin' these nouns Got these kids inventing adjectives and gaining renown Cause I am nigga, I am Nigga please, the earth, the air, the fire, and the seas Third dimension, fourth dimension, fifth dimension with ease All that shit you never thought of got ya smokin' them trees At your front door with my sawed off, got you snortin' them keys Nigga what, but I ain't gonna knock, open up When it's time to meet your maker, ain't no changing the plot You're an actor in the series, nigga, I own the lot And I'm here to serve these royalties like gold in a pot [Bridge] Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots Callin' haves and have-nots [Chorus] Hey, ain't no need to stop that Hey, ain't no need to stop that Hey, ain't no need to stop that Hey, ain't no need [Verse 2] God and pussy, objects of desire and ill repute Some rather seek up high than dig and grind that inner truth The angel of my eye a bit too fly to substitute With any other form than the Messiah's Black Mariah, mothership, grandmother moon, and sea The wave and form of beauty born of Eden's apple tree And every single Adam stands erect and prays to be The follower she offers sweet communion Holy union, let me see you wind it just like that Move your hips from side to side, come forward, push it back Let me know firsthand the land of glory, that I lack I surrender all to you if you surrender back Holy God, where'd you learn to squeeze it tight and then Move it slow enough for me to question everything? You slowly start to tremble, Heaven's walls begin to sing Tsunami ever after, cosmic slop on everything [Chorus] Hey, ain't no need to stop that Hey, ain't no need to stop that [Outro] Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mack truck Bad luck, fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas, I promise leave a corpse in the furnace