Faith Doctrine (feat. Beace)

Lyrics
[Intro: Wisemen] We Baaaaack... (Yeah!) Back at it! It's The Wisemen! Yeah! Yeah! (It's one mo' time, in this bitch!) And I'm Here! (Muhfuckin Slick, baby let's do it!) Yeah! (Back at it again, muhfucka!) We in there this time! [Verse 1: Phillie] Uh, I ain't never gon' die! You a muhfuckin' chicken, you ain't never gon' fly! Don't worry bout mine! You can't come and get it! What if Jordan played without Pippin? What matters is that it's scripted, I'm living within these words The mic has shifted, I've risen you heard? Detroit number streets, gutter as rice and buttered beans Hustle and rockin' a structure on how to be sucker free My chicks divas, ya'lls barely hit the meter We bangin' the yard, ya'lls ain't banging as hard! We was pitchin' rod, ya'lls wasn't crankin like ours! Takin' steps, not elevating like ours! This rap game easy, like Lil' Wayne, or Jezzy Not saying it's easy when he's making a CD But it's gon' take more than a streak to feed me, a dog chain to leash me, a soft blade to crease me We are not the same species! Therefo', spare no expense in tryin' to take the game from beneath me! [Sample] ...And that's the example of a shining city ...And it's a story I didn't read in a book, or learn in a classroom... I lived it! [Verse 2: Bronze Nazareth] He who works like a slave, eats like a king Box spring the left wing like wispy strings Skimming millions on my first week, my district sings 7-6-0 Beemer, equipped with wings, no ceiling Blowin white widow, Chris Spillmans I make heat, so get to kneelin' (Bow Bow Bow) While some get shot, some die, none healing I'm a soldier, cobra venom or the sharks won't get 'em Pop a loader in your hemi, hit a semi and flip it Told ya, "Oprah in the air!" The Color Purple the cabbage Mind, swine flu pandemic, stemmed from arsenic damage Deep wounds, on protools, your carcass'll vanish Deep tombs, with dark cemetery plots, Atlantis Never found, like Hoffa bones or Iraq weapons [Hook: Beace] We been the dopest Son'll catch like Jehovah Shut the game down, it's over Snare strike like a cobra Colder this year, front-runner Get it in gear, you bringin' up the rear Cock, aim, nathin! We spit a doctrine you can put your faith in! [Sample] ...It's a story, ladies and gentlemen, I didn't read in a book, or learn in a classroom I saw it and lived it! [Verse 3: Salute the Kidd] Battle me? Betta have a sick plan Come wit' a army, nigga Talkin' 'bout a hundred man Never live 'laxed Studied combat Under Pressure, fuck around and make me relapse Shit ain't changed, it's the same old loop Same walkin' time bomb, first nigga to shoot Wisemen.com, nigga, same old group Camouflaged in the Coup, I be shittin' on niggas Did you miss me? Now I'm back, sittin' on stacks Watch, the pressure build up, make it hard to relax Never testified once, raised my hand to the facts Keep that mack Keep a bad bitch, that's strapped Known to glide when I fly, while your wings just flap This is real rap Capital: Salute on the map [Hook: Beace] We been the dopest Son'll catch like Jehovah Shut the game down, it's over... [Verse 4: Kevlaar 7] Paper is my weapon of war, right or wrong I am who I am, I'm a man of few words With novelist nerves, throwin' model-less curves To buyin' this herb, keep my mind hoppin' curbs Dropped on the first, then I copped a new curse Lyrically Jack Johnson, floatin' and dodgin' Reboundin' like Rodman Slide in my draft day suit, like Jonathan Ogden I pierced the coach-line with My tax bracket is like Rafael rackets My bones is magnetic, my wallets kinetic I got on late 'cause I'm ahead of my time Poverty's defined, revolution and crime [Hook: Beace] We been the dopest Son'll catch like Jehovah Shut the game down, it's over Snare strike like a cobra Colder this year, front-runner Get it in gear, you bringin' up the rear Cock, aim, nathin! We spit a doctrine you can put your faith in! [Sample] ...A man with six calluses on both his hands, worked 15 and 16 hours a day I saw him once literally bleed from the bottom of his feet... ...A man who taught me all I needed to know about faith and hard work, by the simple eloquence of his example
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- Producers
- Kevlaar 7