Текст песни Preacher - CusaX

Th-th-this the new me, bitch
If you want a revolution, gimme two weeks, bitch
I can make the best song and it not mean shit
Drop the best album and not get splits
Kinda reformed in the midst of a storm that I'm brewin'
I'm back to biz more than I've ever felt since I was off the EP
Into VP, gettin' too easy now, feel me?

Believe in what I'm sayin'
I'm the preacher get to prayin'
For my reign, for my reign
I go where I am needed
You won't make it through the weekend
In my way, in my way

Had to strike fear into the hearts of my peers
Makin' the album of the next ten years
And I'm keepin' my cool with any beefs and hits
Off the streets with wits and lyrics sheets and shit
I'm at square one, anybody with the balls to hit me
With a diss is gone, I admit that I wish I had disregarded
All the Mal bullshit I'm at peace with now
Slim, who? I ain't got dementia
Good luck finding any way to tame my temper
Through the flames and embers
I was blazin' my path through the grind
Like you don't remember
I remember my place, I been below all the greats
Above most or all of the fallen, my fate
Is to solely surpass, y'all can watch through the glass
One look at me and I shatter your ass, I got power

Believe in what I'm sayin'
I'm the preacher get to prayin'
For my reign, for my reign
I go where I am needed
You won't make it through the weekend
In my way, in my way
I said believe in what I'm sayin'
I'm the preacher get to prayin'
For my reign, for my reign
I go where I am needed
You won't make it through the weekend
In my way, in my way