They All Laughed lyrics

Intro
[Louis Armstrong]:
The odds were a hundred to one against me
They were
But the heights were too high to climb
But people from Missouri never incense me
Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned
Far from history I had learned
How many, many times
The world had turned

[Viracocha Mendoza]:
Viracocha
Let's get it
Uh
Uh
Viracocha, look

Verse 1 [Viracocha Mendoza]
I been believing in the system since the Reagan era
The disenfranchised darker skinned is what they're really scarred of
We went from hymnals to verses + they claim they hear us
But n*ggas voices out the church a threat that they're aware of
Nowadays we lock the doors to the sanctuary 
These rowdy heathers color competing, screaming Hail Mary 
Run, quick, see how that blood's crippling into every nook + cranny here in south KC
Father Lord forgive me, for I have sinned enough for ten me's
Father God, he knows my heart
Masha'Allah he's always healing
But I been hearing they're concealing
Mortal, carnal plots and dealings
So if you aiming for my men, I got the smallest army with me
I got Lemyoda, Ness + Remy, Specialist still rock the face mask
Emcees ripping the scene, flow like Ali
Jab and I jab and I face all that
You can not paint that, an image of glory, a story of pace, black
So if you step to me, just know I been a deity, a god
Hook [Viracocha Mendoza] - 2x
I'm so devilish, hell so lit, microfellowship 
Selling off your souls for shiny, gaudy embellishments 
Saying they're diamonds when they rhinestones for the hell of it
They All Laughed until they realized they all irrelevant 

Verse 2 [Lemyoda Romanus]
Why do they laugh?
Why do I pass with my foot on the gas?
And they homeless on Troost
Used to live in the trash 
Hatred is feeding my passion, I like it 
I'm stabing myself in the back with the past 
Walking this path 
HD aroma will trail as I pass 
Padded for tragedy
That ain't the half of the story, unmasked 
Hate is my only real friend
Most personalities bend with the trends 
I'm one-hundred percent venomous
I'm intending on blowing this world up to pieces again
When I was younger, I lacked the hunger 
I was eighteen, the giant inside will wake from perpetual thunder
Disturbing his slumber self-esteem falling like lumber
Oh, you think I'm playing role: mentally ill
Detrimentally feeling myself till my art isn't whole and I'm killin my liver to get ink to spill 
Still pictures of satanic scriptures
Multiple visions, coupled with realistic blood 
Why can't you laugh in my face?
But you flex at the bar and you all try to give my b*tch a hug 
Hedonistic grudge
What I live upon 
Nihilist plug 
Cynicism is my one and only drug
One and only love 
Marijuana doing nothing, still sprung 
Miraculous thrust of emotion
No trust or devotion
Just writing elaborate curses 
Psychosis is all that I need in my life 
Cause I feel I would write better verses
Silva osmosis with Satan 
All the taboos I've chosen to play with
Falsify truths
I'm a burden to you and the youth is a f*ckin disgrace 
I'm the proof 
Why would you laughing when my future fate is doing tours with cash?
My pockets as fat as tax on my class
CEOs never hitting my blunt cause it's gas
Why can't you grasp what I'm saying?
Hook [Viracocha Mendoza] - 2x

Outro [Viracocha Mendoza]
Uh
Coming down, uh
Coming down, uh
No, cut the tape, bruh
Yo!
Good take but let's run it back one more time