Pep Talk by The Prophet Elijah Muhammad Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Chop the real shit on the black top fearless
I bet my bottom dollar Barack Obama would hear this
Say damn this nigga spittin', (this is crazy! ah)
Get him up out the kitchen
I don't know who my friends is, I'm hardly worth the mention
Absent off of Twitter in the 25th dimension
I don't like speaking cause everyone likes repeating
Dog I get it I'm the Prophet
But just remember my teachings (keep your mouth shut)
And keep them shits to yourself I'm tryna live without secrets
Tryna love in a space where I don't wanna gеt even
Petty sеasoning in my bloodstream
Money Willie Beamin' in a beamer with some women who I did dirty as theaters (Willie Beamin)
Where magazines got ears and floors sticky for a reason
Her favorite uncle in the Navy I guess that's why she like seamen
Ha ha ha
Foul boy on the bassline
The rap Patrick Beverly ignoring your FaceTime
I'm stuntin' on the elderly and crossing the date line
I'm headed for the motherland like Dave when it's go time (and I, bounced)
Walk away from money if it came from the hand of a white man
Label ain't gon' bait me with no advance
Ima need all my masters 'cause I don't want one in the end
It's the cleanest little bastard to make it out of the den
Head high no sweatin' illegible self direction
Discreet, in my endeavors for the sake of my protection
My grandfather's in heaven shootin' dice with the reverend
And pops is playin cards with the devil but who's checkin'? (who's checkin' nigga)
Sleep alone for as long as I'm able
I don't hear the phone 'cause I'm, cutting the cable
Northface fleece look like Blueberry Faygo
And I'm holdin' the world hostage 'til y'all do as I say so
(Say so, say so)
Chop the real shit on the black top fearless
I bet my bottom dollar Barack Obama would hear this
Say damn this nigga spittin', (this is crazy! ah)
Get him up out the kitchen
I don't know who my friends is, I'm hardly worth the mention
Absent off of Twitter in the 25th dimension
I don't like speaking cause everyone likes repeating
Dog I get it I'm the Prophet
But just remember my teachings (keep your mouth shut)
And keep them shits to yourself I'm tryna live without secrets
Tryna love in a space where I don't wanna gеt even
Petty sеasoning in my bloodstream
Money Willie Beamin' in a beamer with some women who I did dirty as theaters (Willie Beamin)
Where magazines got ears and floors sticky for a reason
Her favorite uncle in the Navy I guess that's why she like seamen
Ha ha ha
Foul boy on the bassline
The rap Patrick Beverly ignoring your FaceTime
I'm stuntin' on the elderly and crossing the date line
I'm headed for the motherland like Dave when it's go time (and I, bounced)
Walk away from money if it came from the hand of a white man
Label ain't gon' bait me with no advance
Ima need all my masters 'cause I don't want one in the end
It's the cleanest little bastard to make it out of the den
Head high no sweatin' illegible self direction
Discreet, in my endeavors for the sake of my protection
My grandfather's in heaven shootin' dice with the reverend
And pops is playin cards with the devil but who's checkin'? (who's checkin' nigga)
Sleep alone for as long as I'm able
I don't hear the phone 'cause I'm, cutting the cable
Northface fleece look like Blueberry Faygo
And I'm holdin' the world hostage 'til y'all do as I say so
(Say so, say so)