Jasmine Mans - You Gone Get This Work lyrics

I know n***as in Timb boots that'll stomp your face through the floor Prisons that got bars that are better than yours You know I would say I'm sonning you ba*tards But if it was left up to me, you woulda been gone by the morning after If Assata Shakur broke out of prison, Why would I respect anybody doing a sentence for no snitching? You got ya n***as out here dying d**hs bloodier than Christ's, yet not even worth half the sacrifice If Malcolm k**ed for freedom, why would I respect anybody out here k**ing for bragging rights? You females are emcees but you half the Lyte All you do is rap about your p**y, so your walls and your rhymes are half as tight You the baddest b**h All the bark but half the bite Never needed Martin to tell me that a million men weren't made to march to Maybach Music Rewind. Never needed Martin to tell me that a million men weren't made to march to Maybach Music There is no secondary to revolutionary so I'll put Calvary in my vocabulary And if I'm my father's child, then my resurrection is hereditary All y'all talk about is p**y, clothes and gunplay But God so loved the world that He sent me to spit you a Easter Sunday Your reign is over, it's His Son's day Don't make it rain if you can't make it grow Don't say you love your hood but can't spit a 16 about hope Don't say you believe in God if you're the same man that gained the whole world for the price of your soul Don't say that numbers don't lie if they made you believe that you could put a price on your soul And all you have to show for yourself is a body full of tattoos and nice clothes Answer me this: is a fly n***a really a fly n***a if no one's around to see him when the curtains close? Or do n***as who say they get b**hes really get b**hes if all he f**s is hoes? Congrats, your dick may be long but that's the only thing about you that's deep The most harmful thing in the world is an emcee with a microphone whose mind is weak Ignorant is the man who thinks he's winning but can't pronounce the credits on his own CDs or the tags on his own clothes I get it, you should stick to POLO, it's only two syllables I always pictured Kanye with one of Cairo's Daughters, never a f**ing Kardashian But sh**, nowadays even Cairo's Daughters don't even look African If God forgives and you don't, that makes you half the man, yet all the sin But I guess there's no point in believing in God if you can't see Him And if He's small enough to wear around your neck, I see why you think that you can be Him You mistake heaven for being rich, honesty for being a clip, Soon, you won't even be able to tell the difference between your daughter and ya b**h