Lyrics Water & Wine - BC feat. Marc Spano

Water to wine, water to wine
Sometimes my words fail me

Someone tell Beyoncé I like my lemonade with pulp (I do)
Touch 3 states and never picture post (No)
My homie found Elohim that's like someone loosening grip on the choke (Yahweh)
We all in the grip of the hold (Yahweh)
This the Donald Trump show, cause racism been around, oh you know?
But you been so blind to it with the hope that they sold from the last candidate
Almost got me with the switch of the ru hat trick
I'm with a dime if she just wanna scroll on the timeline I get ghost like a killer that means well but wanna keep killing
My hat low I'm in the village
I use to be a thirsty ninja
These days I treat my sword a lil different more careful with my victims still cotton picking while red dots being put on all our enemies, riddle me that
I'm falling back like a baptism, homie fell into the traptism
It's a Basquiat feeling when they can't see what you picture
If I never hurt yo feelings I'd be a broke nigga then you'd leave and hurt me
So I fell in love with the process never see my progress like bad a report card that I would hide from my mom
Like I said, my homie found god and I'm just tryna see what he saw
I'm the blame for a loss, I'm the blame for a lot, never blamed Allah though
Pray the Malaikah be my south paw
Aiming left at yo right jaw (Aye man)

Faster yea they want it faster yea, uh (They want it faster)
Tell em all I'm fasting yea, uh (Yea)
Faster yea they want it faster yea, uh (Faster)
Tell em all I'm fasting yea

Look, my feet stink but my breath smell like mint (Facts)
My smile crooked but she wanna see me during lent
I got my style from the choir (Yahweh)
I use to write rhymes through the pinches of my mom (Yahweh)
I use to fight crime on the 64 until I copped that grand theft auto
I got few grands and it get my high like Elon Musk rockets do
I'm not a product or a prophet
Emotions under logic mind over matter this for my brothers spending eve's in the compound like atoms
I give fire to the dragon and tell em breath
All I got are my balls and my words this ain't dragon ball z
But what we gonna do about this broken contract with society?
You almost forgot because I got off topic (Word)
Nah I ain't forget I'm just showing you how midget our attention span be
I'm antsy in my head but look cool as an ice berg
Don't get too close Robert Beck with pen words
So understand I can give you literature
Or I could make a litter (To build or to destroy)
It's a Basquiat feeling when they can't see what you picture
If I never hurt yo feelings I'd be a broke nigga
Multiply not divide, we need to walk with god, I'm tryna walk with god

Faster yea they want it faster yea (They want it faster)
Tell em all I'm fasting yea, uh (Yea)
Faster yea they want it faster yea, uh (They want it faster)
Tell em all I'm fasting yea

Aye yo, I go by the name Sean Cosy
And I wanted to rap to y'all for a second, if that's alright
As I look around, all around me, I sense a shift
It's a return of black power, black love, and more importantly, a love for God
See, I believe the Black woman is God
And what I mean by that is, only a Black woman possesses the DNA that's capable to produce all human life that exists today on this here earth
Yea, so the next time you see her, know that's a god in your presence
You know seeming somewhere we, stray too far away from the light
Think it's time we find our way back home
Sound shit