Pinned to the Cross (Explicit)

Pinned to the Cross (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Finn Matthews

Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II/Sean "Elijah Blake" Fenton

Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II/Sean "Elijah Blake" Fenton

Rick Ross：

The city young black men

We're now living in a state of public emergency

Middle class and poor people be targeted every day dealing with so much hostility

Negative socialism

I refuse that we're petrified

And have some mercy for the rivals

They want the rich n***as that live until their silence exiled

Free the country more assassinations

Let's go

Rick Ross：

Where you're forced to be feeling strangers can see that you killers

Detrimental to my upbringing that I feel so abandoned

I was lost and confused and therefore had nothing to lose

Now I'm running of racket n***a got cut from the news

I just wanna be free another black man on the run

We was pinned to the cross since our birth under the sun

Ain't no hate in my heart I've adapted to rage

Step off the stage p***y n***a right back in the cage

Now we burning the streets Christ to the cross

Our position is blatant

Blatant

Rightfully lost

Less empowered the people don't even sign the petitions

Peace and Revelations scriptures keep on blinding these Christians

I'm in search of the truth

Truth

We each have a flaw

Flaw

Soon as Dre at the roof she file for divorce

Angels go get a broke never making no loss

Terry Crews is another coon who was basically bought

Finn Matthews：

Some shape white eyes of light pour diamonds buried in the snow

But I see things we have in common a smile so beautiful

So if I cry and these white diamonds push along the shore

It's 'cause I know the s**t you've been through and you made it beautiful

You made it

Made it made it made it

You made it beautiful

You made it

Made it made it

Made it beautiful

Rick Ross：

Racists killing for cotton n***as fighting for honor

In the South you've forgotten call my city the bottom

Kilos get to deposits living like it's the lotto

This my moment of glory grandiose is the dollar

Always postin' your sneakers you're the one that they follow

I'm a born to be leader such a collection of knowledge

Are we dead or alive Unforgettable highs

Know the Lord leggin' down for the day that we rise

Got my pistols alone me n***as might Christopher zone me

Black on black issues over principles peep you're up on it

Who got the most money while it's yet to be seen

'Cause I'm still counting mine such an incredible thing

It's secret true wealth great example for n***as

You decide at yourself I can see that it business

We still in the trenches where they made us relentless

Where the real war is literal where the hate is tremendous

Finn Matthews：

Some shape white eyes of light pour diamonds it's barely in the snow

But I see things we have been calm and it's now that beautiful

So if I cry and these white diamonds push along the shore

It's 'cause I know the s**t you've been through and you made it beautiful

You made it

Made it made it made it

You made it beautiful

You made it

Made it made it

Made it beautiful

Rick Ross：

Now I'm in the McLaren still raisin' them commas

I'm watchin' for Karen G watchin' bruh watches

Still I wish you the best Ray Charles in the flesh

Pavarotti the snow Quincy Jones in the rest

Muddy waters the marble set my city in flame

Turn my back on the mid flag then they would rattle my cage

I don't wanna argue but I won at the race

Got me pinned to the cross has the sinister wave

Put your body to work my debut was a classic

Hov' gave me a verse so I keep that attractive

My old crew is a lurse DEA wanted the address

Make her play with her p***y with a few million to metrics

My life needed a bounce didn't come for the statics

But my mother responsible she raised me so lavish

Look son you're a king wherever she resided

And they kept me excited 'til the day I'm indicted