Ready to Love de Maria Sagana

Fictitious foolies got me on a sick one
I'm still from Tha Side ready to die for the mission
Or meditate it, then I levitated
Elevated, celebrated
You should celebrate it, this is that embedded greatness
Good, good God
I'm a mad man, mathematic-static
Still in the stars
I'm a bad man, bask in the battle
I'm a battered mad hatter with the earth on a platter
Meek and mild 'til I get freakin' wild
It's a misconception messin' with your intellect
I reckon it'll be neck and neck
Before I let the deck eject the message
This is not a warning, this is what you wanted on the table
'Crae, let 'em know the lil' homie willin' and able
It's Givez

Vegas, get active
Flippin' your city like gentrification all in the ghetto upon a dirty mattress
Word to that sister actress
Nevada gets it crackin'
It’s hot and J got a jacket
Pull petals back if you askin' if love’s a long practice
Full metal jacket dually known as a banana clip when rappin'
That's a loaded magazine of ammunition
Plan out snippets so these magazines don't go bananas
Over loaded clips or flows floatin'
Only showin' sinkin' ships 10% of why he's frozen
Let it go, it's hotter than sprinters in Arizona
Juxtapose 'em to a snowman in Nova Scotia
It's rap's Christopher Nolan
Picture me rollin', pistol emoji, blaow!
This a misconception triple threat
Did Givens flex? Still a Christian? Yep
Don't need acknowledgement, just respect the conglomerate
Double tap it and follow it
They shocked to see us like Donald Trump up in a taqueria
Watchin' Evita, cryin' over Argentina
Or Maria dominatin' Serena
I'm tryna find a big homie for Slim Jesus
Thesis of a new hope
More hardcore than Star Wars part four rated R
Or Rosa Parks sore feet kicked off the bus exitin' starboard
Light saves like a time change
Hands up and down like a sine wave
Gospel be the humble, don't sleep the beast is a mind frame

They told me to rap: what's that?
Is it tracks, is it facts?
Is it trap, is it rats?
What metaphor? Is you ready for the medic stored inside it
Is it similes or violence?
Is it sympathy or similar
The sinner's lord's inside 'em
The problem ain’t wordplay
I get schizophrenic with sittin', straight jackin' the beat
Blood all on it, #DraculaScheme, trick or treat
It ain’t magic, I'ma vanish when I pass to the team
32, half that
Grab a 16 and let us shoot
Betty Boop wit the black top
I’m a mascot for the dreaded truth
Locks all in my head, ain’t no chain that I hang from
But He hang from where I came from, that’s death
Guess what, I ain’t done
I'm rappin'
Beneath it is Jesus reachin' for actors
Living halle', add the 'lujah with the asterisk
Correction, then bury the body under the mattress
Livin' my dream while you sleepin' in different caskets

Look, I was created to make a statement
A sentence sent us to earth on this mission
Tryna make a way for my siblings
Brothers and sisters who drinkin'
Out of them cisterns with cracks in 'em
Listen but lack hearin'
Who lookin' but lack vision
Initially made in the Lord's image, dynamic
Nothing lackin', magic couldn't make it happen
Look at us, you hear us rappin'
Now they complaining but how can they be mad at all?
King dreamed a dream but we seen scenes that'll make us all
Change the channel, we channel all of this energy
Pretend to be savages, we ravage our so-called enemies
That look like us
But it look like us ain't gon' make it less we shake it
We can't look back much
Turned around to give a helping hand
I'm like, "Man, they gon' make it, makin' baking soda boiling inside these pans"
Now they're wondering, is it rap or is it Gospel?
Look all you need to know is I was dead, now I'm not though
Real recognizing real, and if they don't love me like Pac
They better respect how I'm movin' and that I'm never gon' stop
I hit my pastor on the cell, I said, "I'm catching hell"
Well, what you think they did to Jesus?
Only time will tell
Can't believe we rap about the faith and people like the sound
We out here workin' in the streets, you better ask around
Tell them other rappers we don't want it, they can have the crown
They have to lay it down when you hear that trumpet sound
We know who got the keys to the kingdom
When the King come, crown Him, and your king dumb if his kingdom ain't bout Him
Say it with your chest, when the bishop is the king and the knight
The queen get the rest
I'm the only pawn that's on one, back in '01
I was wishin' labels signed me, but now I own one
That ain't braggin', that's just motivation
Get your education, this industry overrated, Satan-saturated
Folk be lyin' to your face, and sayin' they glad you made it
Turn your back and you can hear 'em hatin' in they conversation
Ooh, snake face with the same bait and the same fate
Fake faith will get your face ate, zero-eight bass
Nah, base like the base plate
How you runnin' home?
You ain’t in that zone, they don’t let it slide
You ain’t safe
Wonder how do we survive in this suicide, do or die jungle?
Let the Spirit lead like He want to

Yeah, Misconceptions 3
Come and mess with we, yeah
Givens, Givez, Jackie, 'Crae, we out

Inventadas locuras me tienen en una buena
Sigo desde Tha Side listo para morir por la misión
O meditarlo, luego levité
Elevado, celebrado
Deberías celebrarlo, esto es grandeza incrustada
Buen Dios
Soy un loco, matemático estático
Aún en las estrellas
Soy un malvado, disfruta la batalla
Soy un sombrerero loco y abatido con la Tierra en una bandeja
Dócil y suave hasta que me vuelvo salvajemente loco
Es una concepción errónea jugar con tu intelecto
Calculo que será codo a codo
Antes de que deje que el mazo expulse el mensaje
Esto no es una advertencia, esto es lo que querías sobre la mesa
'Crae, que sepan que el pequeño amigo está dispuesto y capacitado
Es Givez

Vegas, actívate
Volviendo loca tu ciudad como la gentrificación en el gueto sobre un colchón sucio
Palabra de esa actriz hermana
Nevada lo hace estallar
Está caliente y J tiene una chaqueta
Despeja pétalos si preguntas si el amor es una práctica larga
Cargador de munición de metal completo también conocido como un cargador de banana cuando rapeo
Eso es una revista cargada de municiones
Planifica fragmentos para que estas revistas no se vuelvan locas
Sobre cargadores sobrecargados o flujos flotantes
Solo mostrando barcos que se hunden el 10% de por qué está congelado
Déjalo ir, está más caliente que los corredores en Arizona
Contrástalos con un muñeco de nieve en Nueva Escocia
Es el Christopher Nolan del rap
Imáginate rodando, emoji de pistola, ¡pum!
Esto es una triple amenaza de malentendidos
Givens flexionó? Todavía es cristiano? Sí
No necesito reconocimiento, solo respeten el conglomerado
Dale un doble toque y síguelo
Están impactados al vernos como Donald Trump en una taquería
Viendo Evita, llorando por Argentina
O María dominando a Serena
Estoy tratando de encontrar un gran amigo para Slim Jesus
Tesis de una nueva esperanza
Más hardcore que la cuarta parte de Star Wars clasificada R
O los pies adoloridos de Rosa Parks bajando del autobús por estribor
La luz salva como un cambio horario
Manos arriba y abajo como una onda senoidal
El evangelio es la humildad, no duermas, la bestia es un marco mental

Me dijeron que rapeara: qué es eso?
Son pistas, son hechos?
Es trampa, son ratas?
Qué metáfora? Estás listo para el medicamento almacenado en su interior?
Son símiles o violencia?
Es simpatía o similar
El Señor del pecador está dentro de ellos
El problema no es el juego de palabras
Me vuelvo esquizofrénico con sentarme, robando directamente la base
Sangre en todo, #EsquemaDrácula, truco o trato
No es magia, voy a desaparecer cuando pase al equipo
32, la mitad de eso
Toma un 16 y déjanos disparar
Betty Boop con la parte superior negra
Soy la mascota de la verdad temida
Bloqueo todo en mi cabeza, no hay cadena de la que cuelgue
Pero Él cuelga de donde vengo, eso es la muerte
Adivina qué, no he terminado
Estoy rapeando
Debajo está Jesús alcanzando a los actores
Viviendo halle', añade el 'aleluya con el asterisco
Corrección, luego entierra el cuerpo bajo el col