The Fever (feat. Andy Mineo & Papa San)

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

OK, I'm tatted up with my J's on

Hat cocked to my fade showin'

Folks thinkin' we Ned Flanders

Okely-dokely, game on

They don't hate me they just think they know what I'ma say and

I can't promise that them TV pastors ain't gon' pray

On your grandma with your auntie nem'

Promise y'all I ain't none of them

And you can call me lame

Just don't call me fake and then call me friend

'Cause I don't pretend, boy, I live this

Some of y'all on the fences

Oh, girl, you took home with you

Man, she swore she was a Christian

She might be and likely

She like you and just like me

An imperfect person, broke and hurting

Tryin' to do the right thing

And I'm court-side like Spike Lee

Keep it mellow nightly

OK, G?

'Cause I ain't 'bout that drama in my lifey

That bad one? That's wifey

You know she 'bout that life, B

She got red bottoms you ain't never seen

And her soul's covered up nicely

That's blood dipped, I mean, blood bought

No, SuWoo, but this blood talk

Never thought they'd see is have a concert in the club, huh?

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't

Check, who could step in these size tens?

White boy, Cool Grey 11's

Since age twelve, I represented

Now, I'm digging them 13 letters

My church clothes, these leather pants

Boy sick, I got medicine

We found the light, Edison

Do God exist? We the evidence (Whoop)

We the children of the light, you know what I mean?

That's why I'm hating on the darkness like Paula Deen

'Cause in my hood they masked up, like it's Halloween

We going hard for the rock, but we not some fiends

See and the mission we live for is bigger

Than everything you could attain

They tryin' to hate us for sharing our faith, but I bet that we do it again

Your hubris is humorous, real talk, we true to this

Y'all rappers acting like Ludacris

We unashamed, get used to this, boy

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

We have to drop it one away

We have to choose Christ for a better day

Yes, sir, we have to drop it one away

Live to see me friends, them gone astray

Yes, sir, we have to drop it one away

We have to choose Christ for a better day

Yes, sir, we have to drop it one away

Live to see me friends, them gone astray

Ay, look, perpetrating not likely

We live here, we don't sightsee

Ain't trying to brag on my service

Telling my left hand where my right be

And it's real rap, no faking

Not some rap dudes who couldn't make it

This ain't the life I chose, boy

It chose me, I can't shake it

I can't feel 'em

How come they can kill 'em?

How come I can't heal 'em?

They be drilling me with codeine stripping

Plus they poppin' pills

So I feel like what's poppin' on the charts is poppin' body parts

And yeah, sometimes my music's for the church, I call it body art

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers

Them have flu, we na catch the fever

Ya' can't cut through me life like degreaser

You coulda' never shut the mouth of a believer

Big foot can't fit ina me sneakers