[Verse 1: Jase Harley]
To useless gods
And ruthless men
You pledge your love
Kingdoms you defend
You fall on your knees and you take a vow
Knowing you could be a king, but God won’t allow

Way I move, got me thinking I’m the son of God
And I don’t care if you respect what I call a job
Keep it moving, that’s 100, that’s the motto
Hour hand move til the twelve on Movados
We going hard bring a table full of models
We going in bring a table full of bottles
You gon’ pop a cork hope you came in with your goggles
Ass on deck, made it rain on the Serato
I sacrificed to live beyond the dream
Fresh buds off of the marijuana leaves
My life has everything a melodrama needs
Making moves got ‘em sick, no Dramamine
Words are never censored
You call it rebellion, I call it adventure
Liberal progressive, Fall left of the center
Head in the places y’all would never enter
Happiness is a temporary residence
I’m living in the moment like I’m renting it
But jealousy is evident
Your resentment is the only thing I ever get
So people think that I should act different
Cuz I ain't lily white, blue eyes, Zac Efron
Like how is my so-called pride a true story
When my people couldn’t get in the "House" Hugh Laurrie

[Chorus: Mike Maxx]
Useless gods, and ruthless men
They’ll take my shine
The only problem is
I am built for war
That’s never ending
The cycles of our souls
Timeless beginnings
All these paintings on the walls
I’ll speak truth to all of us
These paintings on the walls
Resemble all of us

[Verse 2: Jase Harley]
To useless gods
And ruthless men
You pledge your love
Kingdoms you defend
You fall on your knees and you take a vow
Knowing you could be a king, but God won’t allow

Word
So here’s God’s new testament:
Fuck Bank of America burn down Merryl Lynch
Kinda funny how a visionary pessimist
Can turn bad memories to literary excellence
Rumor has it no stress can benefit
But right now it’s cold sweats and medicines
Racists want to protest my residence
In real life you only die fast if you never sin
Truth is each revolt or terrorist
To someone is a hero or heroine
So dear reverend, just let it settle in
There’s no archangel, no cupid, no seraphims
Just reality we die for
And this green paper that you work a job for
A few lost souls to cry for
And only this thing called time to help us dry off

[Chorus: Mike Maxx]
Useless gods, and ruthless men
They’ll take my shine
The only problem is
I am built for war
That’s never ending
The cycles of our souls
Timeless beginnings
All these paintings on the walls
I’ll speak truth to all of us
These paintings on the walls
Resemble all of us

Resembles us, us, us
Oooooh

[Verse 3: Jase Harley]
To useless gods
And ruthless men
You pledge your love
Kingdoms you defend
You fall on your knees and you take a vow
Knowing you could be a king, but God won’t allow

But God won’t allow
But God won’t
But God won’t allow
Hah

I was molded in the fire, like a sword to the flame
I never forfeit, I hustle all for the gain
These n***as soft silk shorts, Terry Cloth in the rain
I’m Harvard smart, when I depart
Jar my brain, I’m heartless
Stacking my salary hourly
But my money kinda thin
I guess I’m lacking some calories (I’ll be alright n***a)
People want to build up a monopoly
The streets will be the property
Don’t make it to jail
Pick your dice up shaking them well
Pockets making them swell
I’m dropping cake in a well
I made a wish, it’s
Like I’m Jonah, I'm escaping the whale
To make it rich, my eyes low from blazing the L
(Oh this some loud)
Bad bags, never bag bad bitches
Where they black bag snitches
It’s Baghdad business, bitches
Bout to be a war its any color, Danny Glover
Lethal weapon, stand cover mutha fucker I'm nice
It’s called the American dream, because you have to be asleep to believe it