A.Perfect.Storm! - Spider Sports (feat. K-Specs) Lyrics

This is War
This is War
This is War
I'ma go Pray To The Lord
I'ma go Pray To The Lord
I'ma go Pray To The Lord
I'ma go Pray To The -

Okaeuh
Gotta sit still in this Process
I just made it out the projects
I Thank God when i got less
2 car keys in my pocket
I'm Tryna pop out, i ' M poppin' !
Just like uh prison, we locked in
I'm Not Ok Being Top 10
I'm Not Ok Being Top 5, so i Climb The Ladder like Boxin'
Fall on my face, when i Sin
Every time i talk, it's impress-n
South Texas, i ' M ina West-end
Can't talk to me like i ' M Less than
You think you uh stray dog
You my Number 2 investment
Cuz Christ My Number One investment
"Do you trust me ?" Is my question
As i ' M Diggin' deeper in the Brain, i' M Just mindin' my Business
Little momma be my best friend
My little brother be my Best man
I Want All The Angels in Attendance
I Want Peanut Butter in the Bentley
She my Peanut Butter to the Jelly
Giving up on her is not Easy
I Gained The Power To Fight demons
I'm uh Street Legend like Mike Beasley
Me and my brother, we chop cheesin'
Only play snippets, i Like Teasin'
Isaiah 26:3, Perfect Peace, my Life Breezy.

This Is War
This Is War
This Is War
And/I'ma go Pray To The Lord
And/I'ma Go Pray To The Lord
And/I'ma Go Pray To The Lord-
(Talk To 'Em, Specs)

Uh
Say you wanna play outside, this not recess
Rappers stay hiding, while I'm seek-n
Angels to balance out, my demons
Look
Step on a rapper
Step on a capper
I button it up, call it dapper
Running your mouth
I break all the silence step back and then watch it all shatter
Pray my life make sense
If dollars not my only payment
Free styling a way just to pay rent
Money be talkin', financial statement
Wanting a war, tell em, say when
No doctor, y'all testing my patients
Can't talk to a lame
Jesus peace shining, I put it in chains
Breaking this ground a whole new terrain
Life an illusion, we all runnin' game
Even the sinners can turn to a saint
Even the saints can leave a new stain
Know I'm from Texas, grippin' that grain
Material vices to hide all that pain
The mental is precious but can be deranged
When we all die we all just a name, Specs

I'm running to God so much cuz i Got em-
I'm running to God so much cuz i Gotta Fetish
I'm running to God so much cuz i Gotta Fetish
I'm running to God so much cuz i Gotta Fetish
I'm running to God so much cuz i Got em Upset
I'm running to God so much cuz i Gotta Fetish