[Intro: Azariah & Hikaru Utada]
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In you and I, there's a new land
Angels in flight
Wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
My sanctuary
Look me in my eyes
My sanctuary
Yeah

[Bridge: Azariah & Hikaru Utada]
From a place with four clicks on yo' dick from one n***a
Shit feel like it's forced, the way they hate you like it's fun, n***a, they busted at my n***a, and I thank God you had your gun with you
It's posted proof these pussy n***as ain't runnin' no fuckin' ones with you, like "fuck it", and I see the little n***as looking up, and, so gotta make it out this bitch
Too many broken hearts that need the paper, like fuck what you claimin' out this bitch
And we could all make it, but you n***as stuck on that plottin', just hatin' out this bitch
I do it for all of my n***as, and when we get up I'ma take 'em out this bitch

[Verse 1: Azariah & Hikaru Utada]
'Cause all of the beefing ain't worth it
But the preachin' on peace, it ain't workin'
So if you want the city so bad, you can have it, but don't ever say that you earned it
And to keep it one-hundred, I just gave it up to do better things
Shooting my shot, it's gon' wet like I'm Irving
And quit all that speakin' on splurgin' 'cause you n***as thinking you shooters, but anywhere else, n***a you would get murdered
N***a you would get murdered
They would take yo' ass out in a second, ain't talking 'bout down to a place with a server
Where you going you gon' need a reverend 'cause you gon' be up in the sky with the birds
'Cause n***as gon' think it's a game until bodies start adding up, n***as in carriages
And n***a like "Stick to your crafts", see I just drove 3 hours to get fifteen stage minutes
Like "I'm doin' this shit to get paid", n***a I ain't doing this shit for the fame, n***a
You just trying to get bitches, and fuck on the shorties that don't even know your real name, n***a, and I painted a pic of your aim, n***a, only thing I just need me a frame, n***a and I know you ain't come from the trenches to get it, what you know 'bout feeling that pain, n***a? And I know you ain't come from the trenches to get it, what you know 'bout picking up change, n***a? And I know you ain't come from the trenches to get it, what you know 'bout stuck in the rain, n***a?
When I put that lil' stick to yo' brain, n***a on yo' knees looking up trying to pray, n***a, but he ain't there so you pray to a strain and just smoke all the pain away
[Interlude: Azariah]
Damn, and I used to do that shit everyday
Damn, 'cause in my lil' city you never safe
But fuck it, I got some more shit to say

[Verse 2: Azariah & Hikaru Utada]
I was in deep with some n***as that's way too complacent and doubting was all n***as did
I had a job and then found me some n***as to ride for the gang just to get out the sticks
See I never had shit but my feelings and so I just picked up a pen and then started to vent
Then n***as called down, and they felt what I said, so I took up the chance to be great with this shit
So have faith in this shit, I'ma do everything n***as said I could never accomplish
Young n***a comin' out stompin'
I'ma be one of the greats, they gon' have to pay homage
Put that weak shit in the coffin
If he try to come on my neck I'ma tell him "Be cautious"
He would get wet like a faucet, he though I lost it, we take his life, what'd it cost us?
Life ain't a game, never pausin'