Paid My Dues

Once!

We don't wanna hear about Nick Cannon
Boy, you a guest, chasin' clout
So, why don't ya' go hang out at Stan's home?
'Cause, hip-hop ain't yo' house

Oh, you think ya' funny? You've got nerve
Makin' jokes, 'bout social distance
That killed my folks and I miss 'em
I 'on't even know if you Christian

Well, you'd prob'ly know, if you listen
All I'm really doin' is talkin'
With a beat behind no' teeth, behind
What you little puppies doin'? Just barkin'

Put my day to day, in these verses
'Til the day, I lay in a hearse, and
Bunch'a rappers out here hate, throw curses
Prob'ly just afraid to get slayed, and purged

Hurts, when you see the way I play with words
My rhymes' hangin' with the greatest on earth
But ya say my white skin is a sin, better repent
You callin' me a racist, since birth?

Know what, man, it ain't even worth it
Guess I should'a known to expect that
Devil throwin' hell my direction
Look at all that God's done, through Freepression

Boy, I ain't surprised, he wants me to get out
'Cause, every single time, I put a new hit out
Like, that boy put a hit on his head
'Cause, I live for my King, who ain't dead
And a lot of folks heard what I said

And it don't work well for his strategy
I try to raise hell, for humanity
You battle rap, I battle demons, not for sale
I really give a damn who mad at me

Ain't nothin' new under the sun
Definitely nothin' new on the news
Now or never, gotta stand for the truth
King had a dream, NightMerica hit snooze

Damn right, they stole the White House from Trump
Better wake up, and notice what's up
'Cause, it's gettin' hot down here, Jesus comin' back
I'm just rappin' 'til He come scoop me up

And, I'm using music to get through to you
If you sick, so you use it to get better
Never stolen valor, but I respect vets
Plus, I know a thing or two about gettin' death threats

And if that's not bad enough
Feel like I'm chasing my life, bills are adding up
Boy, I'm famous, not born with a silver spoon
Keep the chrome, run up, rack that, aim that, boom

Boom! Soon as you say you ain't scared
Look out for the media goin' crazy to attack us
Kinda like Paul doin' when he killed Christians
'Fore the boy, took a little road to Damascus

Fact is a lot of y'all still don't get it
And prob'ly won't get it 'til it's Armageddon
And I don't know if Christ gonna come in '21
But I know you trippin' if you think He ain't risen

Listen, if you want something then, boy, go get it
Ain't about black or white, dawg, it's all about commitment
Thinkin' that I'm playin', boy, I never really liked fairytales
Born to take the road I'm on and ride through the gates of Hell

It wouldn't be the first time that I been there
Before, I see it every time it's 11:34
Livin' with no spines, where these Christians all gone?
And I'm a Christian livin' life for the Lord

'Til He return on them clouds
I'll never go Hollywood, Hollywood
Runnin' through the devil's playground
But, I know that I be good, I be good
'Cause, I know too much ain't enough

Plus I never make music for fame
Bottom line, I'ma rhyme 'til I flatline
Whether or not this world knows my name
And speakin' of the world, knowin' names
Got a text from my homeboy, named Spayn
And he said John B would be proud
'Cause good die young, got these folks praying

Can't tell ya' what the text meant to me
Every message is a blessin' to read
Much love like I love a bunch'a guns
Please, believe that I keep both of them next to me

Think it's 'bout time to go, lemme stop
Yeah, the kid 'bout to blow, hit the top
But I paid my dues, and I just named every music video that I dropped
Said it's 'bout time to go, lemme stop
Yeah, the kid 'bout to blow, hit the top
But, I paid my dues, and I just named every music video that I dropped