Phobophobia: The Decoy - Gracy Hopkins

Fuck all these people, they talkin' but fallin' for any bait

My team and I wildin', the power be fuckin' up any cage

They wonder how can I be that high, it’s all about hard work and dedication

The man is cold and the crew is sick, all them niggas gonna need a medication

Flu, bitches leave us errthing, BLUE

The world is ours, ain’t it man?

I’m done with this non-sense, fuck everybody in the process

They don’t get that I came to fly

I gon' spread the truth man I ain’t scared to die

I’m repeating myself but the men are high

And who can touch a nigga if he’s in the hand of God?

Who!

That’s what I thought, it was true

Nigga find a balance, listen, I checked around me, and looked again,

I swear that I didn’t see any lord, lord, lord, lord

Step down a little, I come to fight all of you I’m not afraid anymore

You people are leeches

Don’t get it twisted, that song is a statement and never been any religious

I’m hard to understand, man the pain is deep and the bones tickle

In my own team and the Roof I got faith, I didn’t came here to play,

don’t associate me with the wrong people, nigga

I don’t wanna fail

I don’t wanna stare

I don’t wanna love

I don’t wanna see

I don’t wanna fall

I don’t wanna sleep

I don’t wanna crawl

I don’t wanna!

Thank you