New congregation
On my knees, on the alter i'm prayin
On my soul, Lord, I hope that I find you
But I doubt so I need confirmation

Uh, Kush congregation
No hate, there's no segregation
I know that I need salvation
So I say i'll change but I never really do

Still on the block drinkin 40's with my crew
Still blowing blunts with the cops in my rear view
Still poppin' off at every fuckin show I do
Cuz I popped a couple pills and I ain't fuckin with you

Still juggin hard cuz I never went college
Still wanna go cuz there's power with that knowledge
Still go to church even though I don't believe
Still hopin one day that i'll hear God speak

Like, Dear Lord, are you there?
Do you hear me, do you care? (x2)

Still livin' and sinnin' with these pent up feelins
And all this aggression, i'm feelin' like Krillin
I get no respect, I been training for war
And I'll cut you all down like my tounge was a sword

And I'll burn down whole cities to get what I want
And I'll ravage and pillage, Attila the Hun
And I used be hunted, now I go hunt
With a nine on a island chase lions for lunch

I'm weird, i'm on a whole nother level now
Different plateu, no cielins now,
I reached the peak but i'm still climin tho
I scream my name from the top of the poconose, Kushlords

Do you hear me?
Y'all couldn't hear me?
Bitch you guessed it
Yall better fear me

I think im losin service now

Fuck a vette I need a four seater
Candy blue thing - like Doug's friend Skeeter
If it's back to Peru then Ill need at least four heaters
Then i'll Smuggle home a brick undernearth the tortillas

I'm real, ya'll ain't never lived this shit,
Never seen no bodies rotting as a little kid, I did
Never seen your neighbors busted for over 40 lbs of coke
That's enough to fill a pool and make a fuckin schooner float

This is where i'm from, where children handed guns
Where children get no love less their fathers the plug
Where children got no care, teeth hangin from their gums
And your only worth your weight if you sell your weight in drugs

Thank god for me my family fleed
Back to America, the land of the free
The land of the free but we still ain't in peace
And are really even free if we fear the police? I say

New congregation
On my knees, on the alter i'm prayin
On my soul, Lord, I hope that I find you
But I doubt so I need confirmation

Uh, Kush congregation
No hate, there's no segregation
I know that I need salvation
So I say i'll change but I never really do

Dear Lord, are you there?
Do you hear me, do you care? (x2)

I think im losin service now