Letra God mode Erick Sermon

God mode

Never saw it coming like a blindfold
But I could see the future with my eyes closed
These verses like some scriptures in the bible
On the bible, I'm in God mode

God mode, new God flow, I'm God's son
Twelve goons is my apostles (Uh huh)
One of Erick Sermons' gospels
My blow leave a pretty bitch with a snot nose (Snap)
My blow leave a nigga chest with a pothole
Congo, gorilla like I'm from Congo (Cap)
I go on a rap tour of Velasco (Talk to 'em)
I sold out colosseums, my name Colasso (Whoo)
My hoes, Doritos, homie, that's nachos (Hahaha)
Condos on the top floors, picassos (Uh huh)
Hanging up on the walls at all of my swastos (Cap)
Yo, bitch, my dick smacking her tonsils
My fans be moshing like they at rock shows (Talk to 'em)
My man had a button on a high pole
My yams, the guard cook on a hot stove (Whip up)
Spent the ticket at Selfridges just to cop clothes
Machine, nigga
Never saw it coming like a blindfold
But I could see the future with my eyes closed
These verses like some scriptures in the bible
On the bible, I'm in God mode

Last gangsta rapper alive
I swear to God against all odds
The only nigga that show up to shit without a squad
My presence is feared
Heart rates rise when my essence appear
No Stephen A. Smith here I don't wear my hat, over my ears, nigga
My influence on these rap niggas like hennessy
And if we on the same song till it fade out, you my enemy
Lee Harvey and Kennedy, dome shot
And I mean that shit like Saucy Santana tryna pull up where Akademiks be
So stop playing
Like a one-hit wonder's first song
Before I take you back to the old Game
With the bald head and the shirt long
I'ma be here after the earth gone
When the ocean dry up, weighing out fish scales
Smoking herb till all the dirt gone
Fuck you new niggas, you making the spot hot
You ain't gon' last for long, it's like you shot Pac
Hate it or love it, the underdog still in the drop top
And no boo French kissing something in one of them diesel crop tops
Two Cubans around my neck like I got to working
Your last album sold 20.000 the first week
That got to hurt
That's why I listen to Brent Faiyaz and pop a perc'
But not before I call Erick Sermon, make sure he got the verse

Never saw it coming like a blindfold
But I could see the future with my eyes closed
These verses like some scriptures in the bible
On the bible, I'm in God mode