Jide-Kun - Divine Intervention Lyrics

Man this stuff right here boy
This stuff right here
This this real trap
Forget all... 21, Young Thug
They ain't trappers
I'm trappin' right here
We trappin'
(Raisi K., The Raisin Man)
Shout out to Raisi
That's my dude
Out here with beats
Fire, Fire
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy

Like it's 1842
Man it's vicious what I'm whippin
All this work I'm in the kitchen
Dodging all my opposition
Tryna get in my position
Disrespecting my religion
Knowing well I'mma Christian
I'm a God-Fearing man
Keep that piece like I'm Buddhist
People cross me like they Jesus
For some silver, on they Judas
And my producer is Ruthless
So you know I'm going in
I cannot forget to mention
When you messing with the gods
There's Divine Intervention
(Yeah, Yeah)
People I'm lit
Got a little shine, bout as bright as my bic
Jenkin that swag and y'all rats like Mick
A rapper yo dog, well I guess I'm Mike Vick
Schooling this art, and I don't go to Tisch
Been that dude from the go
Spitting bars straight from the soul
Tryna blow like Nintendo
Cartridges, off the Henn, polishing
Flows in me, poetry, woe is me
I got the keys, holy keys
My presence is 5 sense (What?)
I'm lit
Fiend for the drop, I'm hearing you itch
Whipping that pot, you are smelling the hits
You taste salt cause I touched yo
(Wait)
Versace my glasses, my vision is rich
Call me Kim Possible: What is the sitch?
Raising the stakes, but I'm frying the fish
All these fake rappers are digging their ditch
Snitching like Lilo, you might get a Stitch
Need no permission to come where you living
My brother it's given that I got a flow like Poseidon
But fire like Hades
Now I am looking like Zeus
Lightning McQueen my Mercedes
I'm Weezy F. Baby
I know I'm a phenom
And they try to gas, but I'm noble like Xenon
I just keep on
Pushing it farther
The game calling Maury; they claim I'm the father
And you tryna judge, but you missing your honor
Not infamous, but I worry still bout karma (Igh)

Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
You need clank (Hey)
You too ratchet (Hey)
Inspect them like go gadget
No man touch my hand
Got a Full House
That's Bob Saget
Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
Don't smoke weed just smoke
Deprived my complexion
To define your perfection
Didn't stop my ascension
That's Divine Intervention

Like it's 2016, and I'm somewhere in a dream
Floating somewhere in between what it is and what it seems
And my heart is on my sleeve but a chip is on my shoulder
Common sense I'm making change just like that thang that's in the sofa
Pour a cold one for my old one and the new one in my system
It's given when I spit it someone might just get offended
God given, it's my right to columbine the competition
While I'm chasing after digits getting dead politicians
LV shades with the cut blue jeans
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Respect deez gotta come through me
Man this shit easy like 1, 2, 3
What the f*ck you mean, f*ck you say
Cut through the beef like I cut through cake
Got friends who real and some who ain't
You say you needed a second but you're 1 too late
Spit straight flame when I'm only on my shit
We all gon eat; man we all gon get
Obi Wan Kenobi with the Rollie on my wrist
Pulling Jedi mind trick every time I show the shit (Igh)
See time flies when you're mind is in the present
I'm dope: the rhyme fiend
I need divine intervention (Igh)

Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
You need clank (Hey)
You too ratchet (Hey)
Inspect them like go gadget
No man touch my hand
Got a Full House
That's Bob Saget
Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers (Igh)
Don't smoke weed just smoke
Deprived my complexion
To define your perfection
Didn't stop my ascension
That's Divine Intervention
(Yigh)

Don't smoke weed just smoke rappers
Don't smoke weed just smoke
Deprived my complexion
To define your perfection
Didn't stop my ascension
That's Divine Intervention