Infamous

Hip hop died again this week/ lets breathe new life into it like Ezek/he wants every single soul to call/white black yellow or tall/he is a God that wants to reach all/winter spring summer or fall/you can jog or sprint away from God/but he'll come chasin Ya/and chase ya down hard/I tried to run from him and make my way to tarshish/but then I got swallowed by a really big fish/I guess he got tired of the load/ cuz Homeboy spit me out onto tara road/The hound of heaven had me in his sights/ u can't hide from him he's the father of lights/So today the king is my next of kin! I'm not a king pin but my king did win/Like epmd I keep it strictly biz/a rapper that knows what the good news is/you think your rhymes are so tough/ but all that junk I had enough/ shot to the heart and your to blame/ u give hip hop a bad name.