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Point God Ft Marlon Craft - Anoyd Lyrics

Point God Lyrics[Verse 1: Anoyd]
If you ain't with startin' what you finish
Then what's the point of startin' it way before the beginning?
See, this my gin jam, my water with honey and lemon
I never hang with individuals that don't see the vision
So what's the point of speakin' my mind if you ain't gon' listen?
The voice in my head could outweigh the difference
You hear the sonics that I'm bringin' to the game, it's not a Sega Genesis
Yeah, I'm golden-era vintage
The money longer than it seem like Black women shrinkage
Straight middle fingers to you, I ain't gotta splint it
Oh, this my jam, isn't it?
See, what's thе point in all this image that you uphold?
These rappеrs delicate testin' me, everything I cut cold
With every breath
I've been very necessary with steps
I ain't miss a day of therapy yet
My mental health before anything else
'Cause there was dark days where I begged the man above to send me a text
What's the point of bein' gangster if you ain't gangster when it count?
We'll pick that gun up off your hip, we'll pick your mama out a house
Hold yourself accountable for what you count, check
If you wanna carry on this court, then pick up game, then you should bounce
See, what's the point?
[Chorus: Anoyd]
So what's the point of livin' life and why?
You're too afraid of pushin' over your pride (What's the point?)
See, what's the point of bein' trapped in your mind
If you ain't think about escapin' sometime? (What's the point?)
See, what's the point if you ain't tap in with God?
I'm prayin' for you, put the flame in you, it's not a painkiller
See, what's the point of always cappin' and lyin'
If you ain't never gonna capitalize? (What's the point?)

[Verse 2: Marlon Craft]
What's the Rod Strickland, the thesis?
The root of your critique, latitude, longitude, peak?
What's the finger callin' them out sayin' they did it?
What's the numbers on the board that say if you or they winnin'?
If when the game that they gave us leave you a few more plays
And just wishin' that you had more time
You feel you should've played different
Swear I'm livin' through the lens of a wiser me lookin' back at me
So every time I make a decision, I'm really lappin' me
Worried 'bout the casualties of apathy
Really care about shit, I used to do it bashfully
But what's the point in not lettin' 'em know that I love
Before I'm soakin' from ice meltin' on the shoulders I've rubbed
This pride of mine won't die defined by lies designed to buy my time
So I won't find me
You gotta build your legs to walk the walk
Before I came to the light, I did squats in the dark
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So what's the point of livin' life and why?
You're too afraid of pushin' over your pride (What's the point?)
See, what's the point of bein' trapped in your mind
If you ain't think about escapin' sometime? (What's the point?)
See, what's the point if you ain't tap in with God?
I'm prayin' for you, put the flame in you, it's not a painkiller
See, what's the point of always cappin' and lyin'
If you ain't never gonna capitalize? (What's the point?)