Текст песни God Speed - Royce da 5'9" , Ashley Sorrell
Ryan
Never
would
have
made
it
...
made
it
out
It's
god
Speed
It's
god
...
It's
god
Speed
It's
god
...
Uh,
this
is
just
high
zone
when
borders
pass
I
was
born
at
a
quarter
past,
I
was
the
color
purple
Mom
and
Pop
took
me
home
in
a
Crown
Royale
bag
I'm
the
hottest
nigga
that
you
know
with
the
coldest
intentions
Uh,
all
I
know
is
this
flow
and
this
pencil
The
Lord
as
my
shepard,
the
Devil's
my
Doberman
Pinscher
The
industry
said
I
had
to
be
an
alcoholic
When
we
having
threesomes
we
doing
acid
and
having
seizures
Wish
I
could
go
back
to
my
old
school
and
slap
the
teachers
All
I
had
to
do
to
blow
up
was
an
album
packed
with
features
I
don't
relate
to
common
folk,
They
focus
on
the
comments
so
I'm
gonna
Roll
a
Tesla
Roadster
down
the
coast
of
Monaco
Low
and
behold,
your
honorable
niggas
is
sheep
Niggas
is
sleep,
bout
awoke
as
a
dinosaur
My
connect'll
give
you
a
whole
kilo
of
Coke
so
he
can
go
Geronimo
He
should
receive
a
trophy
for
being
the
holy
Jesus
of
flows
He
the
G.O.A.T.,
baaah,
that
should
be
my
taaaag
I'm
from
the
streets
where
the
odds
are
not
even
Robbery,
thievin',
ballers,
debauchery,
schemin'
The
lie
of
Jesus
is
hard
to
believe
I'm
a
product
of
Eve
in
the
garden
of
Eden
Speaking,
how
target
have
we
been?
Rihanna
stalker,
I'm
parked
in
the
DMs,
shark
in
the
deep
end
Put
the
paws
on
you,
I
soften
your
defense
Hit
your
pause
button,
halt
your
critiquin'
Talk
is
cheap,
the
more
you
niggas
talk
and
it
cheapens
And
all
I
see
is
prayer
'round
the
streets
today
I'm
about
a
freak
away
from
having
Issa
Rea
eating
out
Lisa
Ray
Any
artist
out
that
you
see
is
great,
tell
'em
I
said
bring
his
ass
Better
bring
his
A,
let
his
single
play
We
don't
care
what
you
sing,
Hit
you
in
the
face
with
the
butt
of
the
gun
You
leak
and
get
your
street
cred
and
a
few
streams
Pop
go
the
weasal,
nigga,
Fiva
Nina
I'm
the
illest
You
got
pop
culture
fever,
nigga,
all
I
know
is
Big
and
Pac
quotes
Pop
totes
and
squeezing
triggers
Speeding
tickets,
Now
I'm
pulling
cops
over,
give
them
niggas
season
tickets
Teesha
used
to
shoot
me
down
vicious,
now
she
the
misses
She
turn
me
into
a
family
guy
quicker
than
Peter
Griffin
I
told
myself
when
I
was
14
that
she
the
one
Now
a
nigga
probably
got
more
seeds
than
Peter
Gunz
Now
I
go
out
to
get
my
groceries
in
two-seaters
Used
to
roll
the
old
school,
four
speakers
and
two
tweeters
Riding
with
nothing
but
raw
quarterpacks
and
duffels
Ryan
Rice
heaters,
y'all
niggas
is
cut
like
One
them
Get
Rich
or
Die
Tryin'
wife-beaters
Me?
I'm
just
all
shoulder
straps
and
muscle
If
you
a
hater,
lets
do
it
I
whip
you
now
and
then
whip
on
your
boy
later
Them
whippins'll
go
around
like
a
tornado
I
get
rid
of
more
yayo,
I
don't
do
RoDayo
Or
ales,
I
do
the
Floyd
May-o's
So
many
men
shopping
the
women's
section,
it
ain't
no
ladies
left
These
niggas
crazy,
yes
They
playin'
crazy
like
the
Chappelle
sketch,
Wayne
Brady
ep
I'm
what
you
get
when
Freeway
Rick
and
Cocaine
80s
met
Bringing
bars
back
to
the
streets
like
Jay
and
Nas
beef
Broadcasting
Ether
in
HD,
God
Speed
1 Caterpillar
2 Legendary
3 Caterpillar (Remix) (Bonus Track)
4 Stay Woke
5 First Of The Month
6 Anything/Everything
7 Strong Friend
8 Protecting Ryan (Skit)
9 Power
10 Outside
11 Amazing
12 Summer On Lock
13 Life Is Fair
14 Who Are You (Skit)
15 God Speed
16 My Parallel (Skit)
17 Woke
18 Boblo Boat
19 Intro
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