[Intro: Sample & Tha God Fahim]
Me and your world are so vastly different, you could never understand it. The action and excitement of it all
Y'know what I mean? The cunning-ness, you know, being able to outsmart somebody, it was a big thrill
You know what I mean? Not just to go out there and beat a guy up and slam him on the ground, take his wallet
To outsmart them, to out-time them, to out-think them even though they know that you're a crook
When you're on the bus or you're walking into a check-cashing place or the grocery store, they know to watch you, and you still outsmart them...
Like, most people would think, um, "Well, she knows me, shes onto me, I'm gonna walk away"
But just to still watch, and watch, and they think they know, and then they make one mistake, and you outsmart them and you have their wallet

Yo, it's Tha-motherfuckin'-God, man
You gotta watch it, y'know what I mean?
Gotta watch every angle, watch your back, watch your front
Y'know what I mean?
Give a fuck, man, they all around this motherfucker, straight up
And I'll be the one to warn you, my n***a
Pssh, check it

[Verse]
I'm stuck in savage
Nickel-plated wars in the madness
Cheap .38 stuffed in my pocket for the sadness
As I roam oblivion, this realm that we really in
I'm seein' black zombies in this world filled with many men
With evil hearts, I seen the beef from the start
Couldn't wait, I'm hearin' sounds of war way before dark
That's the mark of the beast, a dead body by the park
Dude's bite was weaker than his heart
I catch a n***a real quick with the axe, then splat a n***a back
Blow his cap, yellow tape, it's a wrap
I'm a fallen angel, so don't make me have to blade you, then raise you from the dead just to blaze you
In hellfire, ninety percent of men is liars
The other five is dead, the other is wearin' wires
I'm seeing the eyes of war again
And so I'm forced to sin, go to hell, then come back for revenge
I'm kinda crazy and suicidal, I hit your vitals and leave you with a low chance of survival
Snatch your title, then become your archrival
Tha God Fahim always been on some real slick shit
Penmanship always been superior to those
I ain't shakin' hands with rap n***as, we all foes
I'm quick to pistol dance with cowboys on dirt roads
And unload, and make his fuckin' body fold
So what's the untold divine math of the gods?
AK shots, no single shots, it's barrage
Kill you in front of your garage in camouflage
I'm in Satan's lodge trainin' in fireproof pods
What's the odds?
You should just try and be wise
I might just turn you to stone for eyein' the prize
The devil may cry if you try and you die
Open fire, guns left his house on fire
I come through to damage shit
You gon' need religious practices while playin' to actresses
My skills are immaculate, your shit is passionate
My rhymes are infinite
Ayo, I been spittin' classic shit, I been mastered this
And I'm showing no love, only thing you gon' be flowin' is blood
Yo, just put me on the Henney and bud
I need my personal space, so it's like fuck goin' to clubs
Motherfucker (doo doo doo doo doo)
[Outro]
Uh, how you like that motherfuckin' flavor, n***a? It's Griselda
Y'know what I mean? You can't fuck with this shit