DJ Well Blended) - 36 Bars Of Glory lyrics

I been rapping since, Macy's was Lazarus My soul dates back to when the savior raised Lazarus/ Now they praise him in the Vatican But these apes is adamant with a .38 to your abdomen/ I got dogs like a boxer or a pit bull Better watch it cause that roctwilder will get you/ You the throw in the towel in like a boxer when it sit stool Carama move the crowd like a mobster when he spit tools/ It's hard to ball when taxes lock you in a fiscal I can see all I reflect the my optics out my window/ I was in my moms car when that cop co*ked his pistol And said get out the car, in KY that's the type of stuff the pigs do/ Now we riding in porsches from horses and carriages We were poor but Samaritan, and our resources were paralyse/ We need the Lord in your marriages But when the GOP says we must Restore America/ What does that mean go back to the shores of Maryland? Which means we gotta restore the sources of our heritage/ I use to snore off the Clariton, in college lot cla**es I took pro black courses so of course this is the narrative/ I take racist to the morgue with the scary men The .44 airing men I'm a lord to the Aryans/ Poet laureate write poems that bury men Make a housewife from a who*e, I don't judge I just marry em/ We gotta empower our kids, It's more than just parenting You had a choice before it's either abort or cesarean/ Now you lost trying to find your star on Maurey Like Denzel when he found God on Glory/ Man I rep for the queens like Nore I'm a teacher with verses you can read like stories/ The Lord our God, took through war with just scars Now you in your foreign car With 36 bars of Glory/ Inspire rhymes to rhyme, don't rhymes then go blog about it And those that don't blog, picket signs & go march about it/ I don't don't care about your fashion Fam you just rapping, but where's the pa**ion I can't call it art without/ I thank God for history with Obama For my seeds now we Martin Luther...