Grace of God (feat. DJ Los)

Grace of God Verse 1 We all crabs in the barrel Just chose to my climbing in barb wired ankles I was winning half the battle I'm from where the worst thing that u could ever do is tattle They'll zip ya mouth shit then zip u up and skidaddle I used to walk through the pees and jump from my own shadow Them mountain bike niggas a clap you you tryna haggle For that chain or that bracelet or that watch or that ring It's off the chain, brace yourself and watch out when it ring.. Gum wrappers in my mouth folded up like fronts I even took them shits out when I rolled up my blunts I wanted to be like the dealers, feared like the killers Fresh like the boosters, attitude what the deal is? Niggas ask me where im from And I'd say Brooklyn proud Wore my Tim's all year round and my Kush was loud And the police did the same shit y'all seeing now.. Except camera phones wasn't out ... Grace of God Verse 2 I'm just a product of where the youngings move product We all believe in god, but we look up to the Shottas Kept iron in my goose test my pride I let it loose Just Boys in the Hood that watched Menace to Society and Juice I never wanted wanted to go that route I felt like Cuba in the car without the heart to tell Doe to let me out I hope God judge don't me when he judge me The devil works, pretty dam hard to make it ugly I know everything that glitter ain't gold But man that ice made all that glitter look cold Thought I was plain without that flicker that glow Now that I'm wise I realized all I did was hide Long as they staring at the chain they won't look inside my eyes And see the pain, see the hurt, See the person I disguise Can't write about it all if there's no words that could describe The images in my head that visit me in my bed Grace of God Hook --- Grace of God (feat. DJ Los) - Joell Ortiz and Apollo Brown