lirik lagu propaganda & dj sean p - box wit god
[intro]
yo
[verse 1]
i gave it my best shot
my mama said “bet’ not, you gon’ regret lots
you can’t take head shots, picture it dreadlock
escapin’ his presence, boy, you finna be dred scott”
tryna run the plays in the whole game got him in that spot
a cowboy, a lone star, but not so prescott
trying to absorb everything that the west got
women, weed, and wonderful weather keeping me comfortable
earthquake shakes turn your castle to rubble, bruh
verse makes noise, god laughs, i’m humble, bruh
plans come and go like the single at dance spots
ten racks in marketing is good, i guess not
if god don’t build it, then i guess it’s a shame (shame)
’cause everybody laboring laboring in vain (laboring in vain)
a little bit insane, i guess a facade
your arms are too short to ever box with god (yeah)
[hook]
your arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short— your— your— your— (yeah)
your arms are too short to bo—bo—bo—bo—bo— (yeah)
—bo—bo—bo—bo—bo—box with god—god
[verse 2]
yeah, i got such a fractured fanbase (uh)
it’s coffee, poetry, podcasts, what do you do for tour dates?
and truthfully, as of late (uh, uh)
i could host your party, make everybody partic~p~te
the real ones know the way (uh)
the bottom of the 710, every first sunday
it’s funny how things change (uh)
the same names on the flier, but y’all came for the dj
me, i keep my pen sharpie with me in my beanie
on the off~chance y’all send the beats to test me
i’m conquering lionel, man, leave them kicks messy
stompin’ your clientele, i keep my speech west~y
launching y’all a flier, y’all peep this week’s blessing, uh
an old soul with holes under the sh~ll toes
faded waffle pattern that’s jaded from all that’s happened
when mastering kick~flips, like, does any of this matter? ’cause
[hook]
—arms are too short to box with god (yeah)
your arms are too short to box with god
your arms are too short to box with god
your arms are too short to box with god
your arms are too short to box with god
your arms are too short to box with god
your arms are too short— your a—
arms are too short to box—
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