Go on and shoot me down
But God don’t judge me now
I know it’s really that bad
But we know their hearts are broke so use me now
In their pain of consuming
Cause I’m made for these moments
1989 Man I popped out with a microphone and heart for tune that I heard on the
CD's and the radio kicking up any tune making trunks get to burning up
Man I Starting writing lyrics at 11 with a dream I'm a find my purpose, huh?
Tryna come up with a feeling and lyrical rhythm like
"They ain't never heard of 'em"
Christ popped out I got Introduced for the first time it got personal
For the first time in my lil comic book mind I was living and serving em
I was so passionate, with the word of God but a fool in my clique
You better be gracious given that word out, I'll be cool with that kid
Brotha, Canon had a mind like 9 millimeter going off given truth to the masses
But he burned off relationships having no grace or no love he was passionate
But I changed up, same brother that got trained up
Coming from the bottom like I came up, my liberty's given no chains bruh
I'm sitting inside of my room letting my pen jot
When the ink drops, I'm begging the lyric I inject
Get 'em drugged like I'm making their skin pop,
I've given up so many intimate pieces of I, you better forget not
The journey of who I'm becoming and hoping to travel, development can't stop
But Canon's becoming a problem, think he can not be solve and he's
Twitching and itching my ears and arms and legs are turning up often
A lyrical palace, so what do we call 'em?
Let's take a note of his DNA, better be cautious
Canon's a canon that's coming with no regard for his targets
(I sense he's on the way)
Now come along with me, no matter the weight or the cost
I follow Him, follow Him with me
Besides me winning, there's nothing I worry to lose
When knowing it's God within me be cautious
Loose Canon's got more rounds than AK
Coming Straight out of Compton waiting to come with that hit
I'm Doc Dre my target ain't to be gaudy
The heart of the haughty gets humble I'm warning em, follow the Lucifer
Dawn of the morning or following the King and the Shepherd
The calling been talking and hoping they're guarding
And walking in confidence feeling the Spirit
He's out with us
Knowing the power can conquer the battle between the real enemy
And who would follow him Lord
Jesus, I can't question no no can I pen no I can't touch this
Sent His own died for sinners, had two sticks on Him, count this blessing
What He got nailed upon with two sticks, like the number 11 He's crossing
Over, like my music, His word is more than a testament
Yet in the essence, He died yes they beat Him down in aggression
So I stepped in the studio session with my Bible, with this weapon
With these lines with these segments, tell yo mamma yo aunt reverend
We gon' kick this up this second
No this gift must come unpleasant he drank the cup
Go on and shoot me down
But God don’t judge me now
I know it’s really that bad
But we know their hearts are broke so use me now
In their pain of consuming
'Cause I’m made for these moments
