Born in the church with the heat of Satan
Foot in two worlds Freddie meets with Jason
Boy permanent you could never erase em
In my own tournament don't even try to face em
Day needs night to, create life
Mastering my shadows to be sharp like a knife
My, Umi says let that light shine bright
Child of the sun so one day I just might
Sometimes I'm dead wrong, other times I'm right
20 holding the vision lord, that's a perfect sight
Execute with precision dawg, even despite
Division that they pushing for, get us to fight
Roll up or eat your spinach more don't be tight cause we still not dead still got nuff life
I refuse to fail too much pressure to not prevail
Know n*ggas locked up never got the bail
Free my mind in due time if you weigh the scales
Follow my footsteps peep the trails
Posted up with a blunt and an X to hale
Pushing art like it's dope when I'm making sales
Drink this water for your soul if you chose to sail
Make n*ggas just exit the game
When these lines spray
Snitch n*ggas tell on they selves like they OJ
Bitch you are not in my league
The rap sensei
They jabbing I just pop and I weave
Like it's crotchet
Flow real sick blow up the clinic
Young but you know the soul is vintage
And if you hating n*gga I'll make evil diminish
Cause I feel like popeye when he ate the spinach
The Spirit of Sam - Popeye Lyrics
The Spirit of Sam - Popeye Lyrics
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Born in the church with the heat of Satan
Foot in two worlds Freddie meets with Jason
Boy permanent you could never erase em
In my own tournament don't even try to face em
Day needs night to, create life
Mastering my shadows to be sharp like a knife
My, Umi says let that light shine bright
Child of the sun so one day I just might
Sometimes I'm dead wrong, other times I'm right
20 holding the vision lord, that's a perfect sight
Execute with precision dawg, even despite
Division that they pushing for, get us to fight
Roll up or eat your spinach more don't be tight cause we still not dead still got nuff life
I refuse to fail too much pressure to not prevail
Know n*ggas locked up never got the bail
Free my mind in due time if you weigh the scales
Follow my footsteps peep the trails
Posted up with a blunt and an X to hale
Pushing art like it's dope when I'm making sales
Drink this water for your soul if you chose to sail
Make n*ggas just exit the game
When these lines spray
Snitch n*ggas tell on they selves like they OJ
Bitch you are not in my league
The rap sensei
They jabbing I just pop and I weave
Like it's crotchet
Flow real sick blow up the clinic
Young but you know the soul is vintage
And if you hating n*gga I'll make evil diminish
Cause I feel like popeye when he ate the spinach
Foot in two worlds Freddie meets with Jason
Boy permanent you could never erase em
In my own tournament don't even try to face em
Day needs night to, create life
Mastering my shadows to be sharp like a knife
My, Umi says let that light shine bright
Child of the sun so one day I just might
Sometimes I'm dead wrong, other times I'm right
20 holding the vision lord, that's a perfect sight
Execute with precision dawg, even despite
Division that they pushing for, get us to fight
Roll up or eat your spinach more don't be tight cause we still not dead still got nuff life
I refuse to fail too much pressure to not prevail
Know n*ggas locked up never got the bail
Free my mind in due time if you weigh the scales
Follow my footsteps peep the trails
Posted up with a blunt and an X to hale
Pushing art like it's dope when I'm making sales
Drink this water for your soul if you chose to sail
Make n*ggas just exit the game
When these lines spray
Snitch n*ggas tell on they selves like they OJ
Bitch you are not in my league
The rap sensei
They jabbing I just pop and I weave
Like it's crotchet
Flow real sick blow up the clinic
Young but you know the soul is vintage
And if you hating n*gga I'll make evil diminish
Cause I feel like popeye when he ate the spinach
Writer: Spirit Parker
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