Northside

Northside, northside, southside, southside Northside, northside, southside, southside I remember days I was in the grave Like the walking dead You better say When you in a daze They messing with your head The devil plays but this ain't a game Ain't checkers, this is chess Man it's levels to them devils I'ma wrestle til I'm blessed Jacob, oh what you whipping, them riches Oh go get your cake up So what you get it, man go give it Poor in Spirit, wake up Oh so you finished, no you weary Oh don't fear it, say something I been the realist day one And to them fakers, get at me folk Yeah, to them haters, get at me Joe Yeah yeah, to them neighbors, get at me folk Yeah, to them shakers, get at me Joe Yeah, to them fakers, get at me folk Yeah Yeah Northside, northside Yeah Southside, southside Yeah Northside, northside Yeah Southside, southside If it don't involve us, you can keep that distance If it's tension, you can call us I don't do division, Mathematician, I am taller Little petty boots steady stumping with the small ones Like you got a cauldron, a witch The wiz I wish the wicked repent Them brooms ain't tombs, that's empty It's lent, it's lit, it's fixed This fight like a mike night I'm all ears til it bite Call it night night Nine millimeter, forty-five, forty-five Thirty round five-five-six with the green Nine millimeter, forty-five, forty-five Thirty round five-five-six with the green Born in the three-one-four With all them criminals The only thing that we know They come for neck, come for throat The one with the bundles, it's under, it's something Something broke Don't wonder if punches with thunder is coming Grab a coat Dealing my Daddy ghost Haunted by that bottle Yeah it tried to be my God, the goat Million little miracles I'm rich or poor depending on If I love my Maker more than made The fate is vengeance, come quick Come and kiss the Son and get free Jesus died for my sins Took my crime, took my place, ah So no punishment in hell I have to face, ah Eternity is real, everybody gotta date, ah You can't run from it Everybody gon' meet they maker, ah My eternal light on bling Death, where you sting? Jesus Christ is Lord My eternal King If it's basketball, He gon' have every ring All glory be to God, what the manger sing I was broke, busted, my life was so disgusting God came through, now I'm sauced up like mustard On a hot dog, from a puppet to a big dog Not a money hog, I'm a giver Giving blessings, y'all Cup runneth over, no more looking over shoulder I don't believe in luck Throw away that four leaf clover Cup runneth over, no more looking over shoulder I don't believe in luck Throw away that four leaf clover