"SECOND SAMUEL" lyrics
(performed by nobigdyl. & Jon Keith)
4:32 and I'm thinkin 'bout wrath
I was on top of the palace relaxin', heaven and hell what I saw in the bath
I couldn't deal with the weight of the baggage
I put a man in a coroner's bag
I couldn't bother with reading the passage, I thought the libel was all in the past
Yeah, it's all in the past, it's all in the past, and I ain't tryna hear none of that noise
I pour me a cup of the juice and spit it out full, that's touched of the Lord's anointed
I was pick of the litter with that boy was choice
Kinda like God made all my choices
Me and him, that's not the same
These king slides, them is black air forces
Black air forces
Yeah, kingdom of God and they call me the one
He thought he the one, until he saw me with the auto and then he had gone on a run
It's me and I could let all of the dogs off the leash
They makin' you swallow your tongue
Call you my kid, I see you be talkin' to pigs, you look like the prodigal son
I seen him outside, he just waiting for blood on the porch
I'm inside, it's gorgeous
Remember you talking up, that man did what?
He's zooted, I can't endorse it
Zoom in the color of hate in his eyes, he rockin' a toy
That ain't nothing to toy with
Then go ahead and go get him sorted, he's steppin' out, I'm just steppin' forward
A thousand men, and they steppin' for me
You got a crew, but it's all informants
I'm going to war and I don't need a warrant
My girl foreign, my other girl foreign
My other other girl foreign, been stacked, you bench warming
My pen pad is anointed
My crib norbit, it's enormous
Things due, I'm just so important
What's the point of the story?
My BM in the other room, waitin' for the— mmm
You talkin' 'bout broke boys and gyros
I got me a rack o'them and plus five mo
If I see 'em, I send the whalers out
To the chariots, to a Tahoe
When you throw stones, it's a glass home
When I throw stones, it's Goliath's dome
Palace full of those, so many keys, look like a xylophone
Fields full of wheat, so many sheep, look like a pile of snow
When I up the bow, don't hear a peep, turn bro into a coward though
You see me in battle though, I don't exaggerate even my cattle know
Ask the Philistines, I took a hundred foreskins, I could've got more
My baby good, gang was chillin', music up, I was finna dance out my draws
Why you bring this boy up? Is he a fan? Do he wanna meet God?
Just heard my side chick say that she is late, we gotta hide the kid
Get a man, sent him home with wine, he gon' think he did it
He refused, put him on the line, opps gon' split his wig
If they miss, put him on the line, tell him spin again
Don't be so naive, I'm used to runnin' missions, when it's spankin' time
Sound like he need God help to get it, it's spankin' time
I'm there wit that, I'll really peel his crown, you see me wearin' that
Bring him down to me, bring her here to me
And I'll take care of that
It's me, baby, we make a good team, baby
You need a king, baby, let's make it right
Come on, dry your eyes, here go a ring, baby
And you gotta come suffer, no recovery 'til you pay a fee, maybe
He said to me, "Do you really felt like that? What you gonna see is crazy
Look, mourn it over, come cry on my shoulder, that's the palace rule"
All that talk about how bad is you, and what you had planned to do"
Told my boy it all went to the plan, he said, "You the man
Good thing you got schemes for him then, 'cause that man is you."
I was on top of the palace relaxin', heaven and hell what I saw in the bath
I couldn't deal with the weight of the baggage
I put a man in a coroner's bag
I couldn't bother with reading the passage, I thought the libel was all in the past
Yeah, it's all in the past, it's all in the past, and I ain't tryna hear none of that noise
I pour me a cup of the juice and spit it out full, that's touched of the Lord's anointed
I was pick of the litter with that boy was choice
Kinda like God made all my choices
Me and him, that's not the same
These king slides, them is black air forces
Black air forces
Yeah, kingdom of God and they call me the one
He thought he the one, until he saw me with the auto and then he had gone on a run
It's me and I could let all of the dogs off the leash
They makin' you swallow your tongue
Call you my kid, I see you be talkin' to pigs, you look like the prodigal son
I seen him outside, he just waiting for blood on the porch
I'm inside, it's gorgeous
Remember you talking up, that man did what?
He's zooted, I can't endorse it
Zoom in the color of hate in his eyes, he rockin' a toy
That ain't nothing to toy with
Then go ahead and go get him sorted, he's steppin' out, I'm just steppin' forward
A thousand men, and they steppin' for me
You got a crew, but it's all informants
I'm going to war and I don't need a warrant
My girl foreign, my other girl foreign
My other other girl foreign, been stacked, you bench warming
My pen pad is anointed
My crib norbit, it's enormous
Things due, I'm just so important
What's the point of the story?
My BM in the other room, waitin' for the— mmm
You talkin' 'bout broke boys and gyros
I got me a rack o'them and plus five mo
If I see 'em, I send the whalers out
To the chariots, to a Tahoe
When you throw stones, it's a glass home
When I throw stones, it's Goliath's dome
Palace full of those, so many keys, look like a xylophone
Fields full of wheat, so many sheep, look like a pile of snow
When I up the bow, don't hear a peep, turn bro into a coward though
You see me in battle though, I don't exaggerate even my cattle know
Ask the Philistines, I took a hundred foreskins, I could've got more
My baby good, gang was chillin', music up, I was finna dance out my draws
Why you bring this boy up? Is he a fan? Do he wanna meet God?
Just heard my side chick say that she is late, we gotta hide the kid
Get a man, sent him home with wine, he gon' think he did it
He refused, put him on the line, opps gon' split his wig
If they miss, put him on the line, tell him spin again
Don't be so naive, I'm used to runnin' missions, when it's spankin' time
Sound like he need God help to get it, it's spankin' time
I'm there wit that, I'll really peel his crown, you see me wearin' that
Bring him down to me, bring her here to me
And I'll take care of that
It's me, baby, we make a good team, baby
You need a king, baby, let's make it right
Come on, dry your eyes, here go a ring, baby
And you gotta come suffer, no recovery 'til you pay a fee, maybe
He said to me, "Do you really felt like that? What you gonna see is crazy
Look, mourn it over, come cry on my shoulder, that's the palace rule"
All that talk about how bad is you, and what you had planned to do"
Told my boy it all went to the plan, he said, "You the man
Good thing you got schemes for him then, 'cause that man is you."
Writer(s): Jonathan Randle, Dylan Phillips
