Golgotha (Feat. Aftrthght)

50 took nine bullets, everybody call that gangster
Man
Jesus laid in a tomb for three days, and He rose again
Naw, now that's gangster
Yuh
Aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye aye
Let it, let it, let it breathe aye
Let it breathe yuh
Aye, aye
My God He rising up, Up in heaven, stuck
Three days He coming up, and Satan outta luck
My angels they get buck, knuck if you buck
That living bread, not crust
Yuh
Tell them boys we coming up
My God He coming up
Death lost it's string oh Yuh
And now we rising up
You ain't known nobody, ain't shown nobody
Lil bro'd nobody that move like this
Blood soaked temple, a score to settle
He dual-clutched metal in both of His wrists
Peak belittled, our pain's acquittal
Our chains now brittle we outta the Styx
They say"who'd recover from this?"
Three days later, who back in the mix?
I'm guessing it's Christ
There ain't no total eclipse, light always reaches a seeker
I keep smack talking the devil like life a diss track
I've been on infinite ether
Bros always try to one up one another for hits
Fighting to stay in your speaker
Your favorite rapper be rapping bout sonning a son
How about sonning the reaper?
Death on top of death on top of flesh on top my best (aye)
Got the lich laid out, ain't bout to sit around and spectate
Game in high refresh rate
Move so fast yo neck break
Can't slow down, too many 'round our block we tryna
Elevate elevate elevate yuh
Don't settle for living ya life in the numb
We're more than primordial beasts from the mud
We made in the image and covered in blood
My God is the rock that was smothering Ra's
My God tore the flock out the lioness jaws
My God is the push of a million nas
My God, my God, my God, my yuh
My God He rising up, Up in heaven, stuck
Three days He coming up, and Satan outta luck
My angels they get buck, knuck if you buck
That living bread, not crust
Yuh
Tell them boys we coming up
My God He coming up
Death lost it's string oh Yuh
And now we rising up