"Up Against Goliath" lyrics
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
The gifted narrator
Gunmetal gray rhymes, your scripts is lavender
Poor all my life, but rich in character
Wise civilized, don't make me flip to savage ya
The proven wizard that move deliberate
Way of tools exhibit the rules are rigid
Reside and abide, or lose your gizzards
Block hot and hearts cold from heat waves through the blizzards
I'm from Grief Pedigree where they beef heavily
And tag the walls, thinking that was at least legacy
Even when removed from the block, I'm streets mentally
And shown it, for every good moment it's bleak memory
Never had weak tendency, from the heat embassy
Did it malignant, now I seek remedy
Played in the lots with weeds and rocks
And couldn't rest my knot cause niggas squeezing shots
Took on winters in goose downs and long johns
Lifting them four-fifths, I got strong arms
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
From the hardest forest, no fangs and claws
Slanging wars, we large and garbage niggas banging for us
Pressing labor with the razor, it gave me finger sores
Camouflaged behind large rings that bring in broads
Never was a boss, or part of the dons
But did settle mid-level, I'm sergeant-at-arms
Guns since young's how I guarded my moms
Parade with .380 Davis, y'all march with batons
Some feel sick, did real shit to live fantasy
When niggas serve stems, to those in their family tree
Trying to get it where it's at: air, land, and sea
Get nabbed, judge don't budge to show amnesty
The hammer's key. If you stack notes from packed coke
Don't get aired out, can't ball when you flat broke
All that white powder was touted as Black hope
I spoke, asked fiends that rate it, they say "that's dope"
Not kids in church, we did dirt like we lacked soap
Still not trying to get soaked with the Mac scope
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
The gifted narrator
Gunmetal gray rhymes, your scripts is lavender
Poor all my life, but rich in character
Wise civilized, don't make me flip to savage ya
The proven wizard that move deliberate
Way of tools exhibit the rules are rigid
Reside and abide, or lose your gizzards
Block hot and hearts cold from heat waves through the blizzards
I'm from Grief Pedigree where they beef heavily
And tag the walls, thinking that was at least legacy
Even when removed from the block, I'm streets mentally
And shown it, for every good moment it's bleak memory
Never had weak tendency, from the heat embassy
Did it malignant, now I seek remedy
Played in the lots with weeds and rocks
And couldn't rest my knot cause niggas squeezing shots
Took on winters in goose downs and long johns
Lifting them four-fifths, I got strong arms
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
From the hardest forest, no fangs and claws
Slanging wars, we large and garbage niggas banging for us
Pressing labor with the razor, it gave me finger sores
Camouflaged behind large rings that bring in broads
Never was a boss, or part of the dons
But did settle mid-level, I'm sergeant-at-arms
Guns since young's how I guarded my moms
Parade with .380 Davis, y'all march with batons
Some feel sick, did real shit to live fantasy
When niggas serve stems, to those in their family tree
Trying to get it where it's at: air, land, and sea
Get nabbed, judge don't budge to show amnesty
The hammer's key. If you stack notes from packed coke
Don't get aired out, can't ball when you flat broke
All that white powder was touted as Black hope
I spoke, asked fiends that rate it, they say "that's dope"
Not kids in church, we did dirt like we lacked soap
Still not trying to get soaked with the Mac scope
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
Up against Goliath, to bring butter home
I'm David on pavement, sling another stone
