Spanish Jesus lyrics

[Intro: Crimeapple]
La musica de Harry Fraud
Woah, esto si es un peligro, woah

[Verse 1: Crimeapple]
I'm stuffing chavo in my pantalones
Mami nervous, 'fore I leave, she holler, "Bendiciones"
This just made my rate double like the f*cking chorus (woah)
Hard to ignore this, dog, my aura never looking porous
I said a prayer for every smoker twitching
'Cause what good is faith when there's no intention? (Woah)
I turned my dirty kitchen into pole position
Brother betrayed me, I guess we going fishing (I guess)
Condescending Fed reaching, look like John Turturro
And I still counted sheep like the census bureau
Demonic stallions with the fatty said I oughta wife it
Instead it's Ubers, Lyfts and taxis when I get the vice grip
Where the f*ck was you when everything was looking frightening? (Huh?)
I only had a bottom b*tch who'd never burned the rices
Now my ambition is indifference to any prices
While maintaining recognition that my time is priceless (oh my)
Made my soul comfy, found a new balance
Rather let karma kill you, I don't do malice (nah)
Focused on the paper, put a pencil to it
Wallet getting chubby like Botero drew it (woah)
Mastering my craft, help me stack the cheese
So I stay away from rats who fold like the back of knees (woah)
You just make sure that the package clean
Or meet a couple knuckleheads who all pack Febreze (woah)
[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, the black Jesus speaking, turned one brick to two
Fiends tweaking, high tops from a Yeezy Season
Please believe I'm on a Yves St. diet
Bagging raw, what's the science? Three of them just died
If they want it, let 'em buy it, up at Barney's, caused a riot
Jewelry on me, bullets flying, got my n*ggas in confinement
Took a oath for all the silence, few wrinkles, get the iron
Know his mama house, let's fry it, should be b*tching for the Bisons (grr)
Grisel patches on the New Era
Sporting new Vera up in MOMA, drive-bys, money blue Carreras
You can never sink my ship
Rhymes fish, my white b*tch like to sniff off my di*k
Made a wish, free Sly, free Ike
Free Irie, free Black, free Mike, free Cs
I barely sleep at night (Free my n*ggas)
I keep it on me every day even when I pray yay (boom boom boom boom boom boom)