Rebels No Savage - Twenty-Twenty Freestyle Lyrics

This pen is penicillin
The ceiling was never high enough
You're never higher than Jesus
You're never high, you believe it's
Because all of your deceiving
I think it's just 'cause your bars
Are never reaching the par
You double bogey when knowing
Your stroke was never like tigers (damn)
Eye of a tiger (backwoods)
That's all I roll in (my hood)
We got your tape it's (no good)
You hate my shit, well (you should)
You just an amateur, damn it's a revelation
I told you your bars were never the standard
I love myself way too much
You out of touch way too much
You out of pocket too much
You want my pocket? you touch it
I swear you done
Just like Trump in his second year in the oval
They never told you? I'm king
I could rip you to death with a mic I tuck in my left
Call me floyd when I catch my hook
Money team when I'm getting booked
I'm on tour, and I'm steady moving
Deals and cash I'm pursuing
Torn in the way you moving
Temptation is like a bullet, I cap it, no hesitation
Cake in my pocket baking
Open and never vacant, we tripping with no vacation
For shows
Need a G for a feature and better yet give me two
I need a G for the studio session, work ain't for you
I sear these niggas hate you
Now they all just replace you
Burning bridges? I can't with them
Kill em like Charlie Manson and them
Wow. Where's your filter? like damn
That's kinda harsh man, like damn
Kiss my ass while I'm barring your favorite rapper to spam
You want smoke? Ima lace the blunt
Trash, if I'm being blunt
4th and 10 it's a punt; no offense
Would you drop the gun?
You know you're not gonna use it
Power so damn abusive
Power like God and Lucifer
Fighting for things we use on the daily
I'm talking fame and the clout
(Wait a minute, i don't really understand?)
Use my voice for the good?
Or use my voice for the evil? (ohhh)
Battle wounds and my scars
Are like the depths of a tree root
Y'all niggas so so christian? (you know he looked like Osama?)
If Jesus came back today, he'd probably be stopped at the border
Patriotic and brave? I'll take a knee to your face
Trump and Pence like a slave to this attention and race
And they say that this attention and race
Is like a bomb to the dollar
Put a fool in the oval for economists to prosper
But the fool is a puppet to 1% of the people
You represent all the people unless they're brown; you deceive them
My momma raised no fool, but hell she raised up a nigga
"Only good for the rapping, robbing, crusades and the triggers"
That's what my textbook says, not what my left hook says
You bring that bullsh*t around me, see what the graveyard says
Let's play a game; who can make it to 30?
People like me behind by a mile
No need to hurry, incarceration'll do it
Generation of students
Told at the early age of like seven they couldn't do it
Doctor, lawyer or both; business owners in coach
Working like everyday for the tanning of Donald Roach
They screaming "Go to the league! Make you a million dollars!
Standing for all the anthems and harming yourself for profit is cool!
But if you stand for a cause, we're confiscating your rights"
Who is a fool you to decipher what's wrong or right?
I'll tell him aye yo Donny, you should come kiss my ass
While I take a knee on Malania and Baron's watching the rest
That's harsh, they say the truth hurts
Calling on all the troopers, fighting for shit you cause
While you're golfing and buying new shirts
Man, what a hero! Pin the tail on the bozo
Swear if my nigga D get in trouble we bringing true smoke
Yeah, front of the oval, we catch you and then it's over
Bringing like fifty niggas from Wilmy just to expose him
Let him know how we feel, people over the money
Punch him dead in the face and yell "kanye for 2020"
I'm gone

This pen is penicillin
The ceiling was never high enough
You're never higher than Jesus
You're never high, you believe it's
Because all of your deceiving
I think it's just 'cause your bars
Are never reaching the par
You double bogey when knowing
Your stroke was never like tigers (damn)
Eye of a tiger (backwoods)
That's all I roll in (my hood)
We got your tape it's (no good)
You hate my shit, well (you should)
You just an amateur, damn it's a revelation
I told you your bars were never the standard
I love myself way too much
You out of touch way too much
You out of pocket too much
You want my pocket? you touch it
I swear you done
Just like Trump in his second year in the oval
They never told you? I'm king
I could rip you to death with a mic I tuck in my left
Call me floyd when I catch my hook
Money team when I'm getting booked
I'm on tour, and I'm steady moving
Deals and cash I'm pursuing
Torn in the way you moving
Temptation is like a bullet, I cap it, no hesitation
Cake in my pocket baking
Open and never vacant, we tripping with no vacation
For shows
Need a G for a feature and better yet give me two
I need a G for the studio session, work ain't for you
I sear these niggas hate you
Now they all just replace you
Burning bridges? I can't with them
Kill em like Charlie Manson and them
Wow. Where's your filter? like damn
That's kinda harsh man, like damn
Kiss my ass while I'm barring your favorite rapper to spam
You want smoke? Ima lace the blunt
Trash, if I'm being blunt
4th and 10 it's a punt; no offense
Would you drop the gun?
You know you're not gonna use it
Power so damn abusive
Power like God and Lucifer
Fighting for things we use on the daily
I'm talking fame and the clout
(Wait a minute, i don't really understand?)
Use my voice for the good?
Or use my voice for the evil? (ohhh)
Battle wounds and my scars
Are like the depths of a tree root
Y'all niggas so so christian? (you know he looked like Osama?)
If Jesus came back today, he'd probably be stopped at the border
Patriotic and brave? I'll take a knee to your face
Trump and Pence like a slave to this attention and race
And they say that this attention and race
Is like a bomb to the dollar
Put a fool in the oval for economists to prosper
But the fool is a puppet to 1% of the people
You represent all the people unless they're brown; you deceive them
My momma raised no fool, but hell she raised up a nigga
"Only good for the rapping, robbing, crusades and the triggers"
That's what my textbook says, not what my left hook says
You bring that bullsh*t around me, see what the graveyard says
Let's play a game; who can make it to 30?
People like me behind by a mile
No need to hurry, incarceration'll do it
Generation of students
Told at the early age of like seven they couldn't do it
Doctor, lawyer or both; business owners in coach
Working like everyday for the tanning of Donald Roach
They screaming "Go to the league! Make you a million dollars!
Standing for all the anthems and harming yourself for profit is cool!
But if you stand for a cause, we're confiscating your rights"
Who is a fool you to decipher what's wrong or right?
I'll tell him aye yo Donny, you should come kiss my ass
While I take a knee on Malania and Baron's watching the rest
That's harsh, they say the truth hurts
Calling on all the troopers, fighting for shit you cause
While you're golfing and buying new shirts
Man, what a hero! Pin the tail on the bozo
Swear if my nigga D get in trouble we bringing true smoke
Yeah, front of the oval, we catch you and then it's over
Bringing like fifty niggas from Wilmy just to expose him
Let him know how we feel, people over the money
Punch him dead in the face and yell "kanye for 2020"
I'm gone