Artist: Black Jesus Album: n/a Song: Get Your Weight Up Typed by: DaSun Akbar [Black Jesus] Street talk and converse prove it Niggas rehearse their music Words as a school kid I grew up hustling rocks With loose cracks stashed in hallways And play corner stores all day I don't care if your gun spit Death we don't kill who you run with I ain't even hear for that dumb shit And in any situation God kept it real I'm better than most niggas out with no record deal Perfect the skills, top of the line Niggas know whether friend or foe Seven-twenty maintain illest flow Step it up, my life on the line Weapon tucked, smash up Niggas see these like Reverend Butt Bang like eleven cuts, all knocking Art of War doctrine Watching 'em go crazy like ball dropping Game over, lame soldiers like my dames older Most be seen when I ain't sober (Chorus) Black Jesus So get your weight up We run through cliques like freight trucks And disrespect the God, East Side get taped up You see I don't even like fighting Just fascinated with Roy Jones and Mike Tyson So get your weight up We run through cliques like freight trucks Disrespect the God, Jesus get taped up You see I don't even like fighting Just fascinated with Roy Jones and Mike Tyson [Black Jesus] Yo, I got enough rhymes to make niggas stop spitting I could see 'em in them eyes, clock ticking Get your spot kicked in, adrenaline rush My whole lust the pen and the brush I can't pitch this, all the loud mouth Gods you ain't vicious Street life flooded with 'cain sniffers My name whispers, wife or kids Plus niggas doing life for bids Rap for a change, I see y'all like how it is But I speak the tracks Hold it down with the deepest cats Well known everybody wanna feature black Hard flows, drop jewels only God knows True and living, it's fucked how we do the women It's fucked up what women do to us Them same ludicrous, I pull out nines and choose to bust Ghetto slaves locked up in metal chains Pedal game, rebels slang, play devil's game Flow's never the same, unorthodox The first charge caught for rocks Flow for days till my coffin drop Black Jesus of course it's hot Verbally ill I'll off your knot (Chorus) Black Jesus