[Hook]
Smoke good, eat good, live good
 Smoke good, eat good, live good
 Smoke good, eat good, live good
 Smoke good, eat good, live good

 [Verse 1]
I used to want to see the penitentiary
 Way after elementary
 Thought it was cool to look the judge
 In the face when he sentenced me
Since my uncles was institutionalized
 My intuition has said I was suited for family ties
My mama is stressing, my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
 Every minute, hour and second. Ministers tried
 To save me. How I'm gonna listen when I don't even hear God?
Heaven or [bad word]  base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty, you worried 'bout mud in your sink
You like to mistake a street [bad word] for real [bad word]  The same [bad word] that killed with ya, squealed with ya
I deal with ya like my son, stare at the sun
 And you'll be looking in my eyes, homie
Stand for something, or fall for anything
 And you working with two left feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my niggas
 Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures
 I want you to know that I'm so determined to blow
 That you hear the music I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row
You came home to a pocket full of stones
 Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen, the pen is in my view
 I'mma get it right, just so you

[Hook]

 [Bridge - GLC]
And I do this for the city
 Got some Hennessey and my real niggas with me
 [bad word] the police, they gonna have [bad word] and get me
 If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me

 [Verse 2]
You like to mistake a street [bad word] for a real [bad word]  That same [bad word] that kill with ya, will squeal with ya
I'd like to start it out from the bottom and build with ya
 Be on my last dollar and split the bill with ya
I’m 23 with morals and plans of living cordial
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
The city got my back, and for that, I give them my torso
You think about it, and don't call me lyrical
 Cause really I'm just a [bad word] that's evil and spiritual
I know some rappers using big words
 To make their similes curve
 My simplest [bad word] be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts of good kids and criminals
 Worry some individuals that live life critical
So won't you bear witness while I bare feet
 So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
 On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot
On 'Wanna Be Heard,' probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me, getting what I deserved
Somebody said my name on the radio
 He ain't know I was ready for
 The world that minute
So the next time he roll up and drop grams in it
 He'll probably be out of work, laid back, while he

[Hook & Bridge]

 [Outro: GLC]
Church is definitely on the move and now we
 Took it up to the cathedral cause the ism is enourmous
 You know what i’m talkin about?
We out here rotating under the five p’s, proper
 Preparation prevents poor performance
Know what i’m talkin about?
Doin my thing, cause I’m rotatin when my
Speakers thumpin from the windy city streets
 All the way out here to the streets [bad word]  Know what i’m talkin about?
Church is definitely on the move and we gonna
 Continue to hustle and grow and develop by
Fire, as I rotate with my [bad word] player partner
 By the name of Kendrick Lamar
 You know what i’m talkin about?
This is the ism this is the vision
 You know what i’m talkin about?
You gotta get up off your [bad word] and get it, man
Thats the only way your pockets gonna expand
I tell you everyday, you know what i’m talkin about
Apply yourself to supply your wealth, only
 Limitations you’ll ever have are those you
 Place upon yourself. church is definitely on
 The move, you know what i’m talkin about
Exercise your ism and don’t