God'll Cut You Down

[Chorus]

You can run on for a long time 
Run on for a long time, run on for a long time 
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down 
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down

[Verse 1]

To the cocaine pusher, rich flipping bricks 
To the white-collar crooks to the pimps on the strip 
To the fake pastors like Mase stealing from the plate 
To the snake [bad word] out here squealing to save face 
To the Vatican for changing the Sabbath day, that’s blasphemous 
To human traffickers doing unhuman acts for chips 
To this fascist brass taxing us 
Building power plants in the ghetto to keep conditions hazardous 
Live it up now but one day your day will come 
You could even take your gun, trust me there’s no way to run 
Know who you take it from then you try to close the gap 
Is it too late now? [bad word] there’s no going back 
It’s as cold as that, now you in a cul-de-sac 
Sleeping where the vultures at hoping that they don’t attack 
Yet the high roll seems so low and no impact 
But got em live souls and Satan never saw em babble 
You don’t know what this is do you? It’s purgatory 
I never searched for glory, why? Cause there’s a purpose for me 
They want me thrown down thirty stories 
To burn my words like the book of Mary written out the church’s story 
Truth, blind faith, or designed fate 
The fact is the fame of the capital with your mind state 
Lord forgive this for I ain’t no different 
The only difference is I ain’t so distant

[Chorus]

You can run on for a long time 
Run on for a long time, run on for a long time 
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down 
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down

[Verse 2]

All the schemes and robberies I committed and honestly 
I never once felt bad, I admit it’s hypocrisy 
For my sense of modesty, I be talking like I’m a saint 
At times I think I’m kinda late with my sins that I’m trying to face 
Higher states where I relate, you moving through that lane fast 
Tell you where you’re going cause I’m going down that same path 
I lied to a girl, told her I was in the towers the day that the planes crashed just to get some lame [bad word] 
Lord forgive me for the women I’ve corrupted 
Cheat em up and hustled em, moved on while they suffered 
All the stuff that I’ve lusted over with no reluctance 
Or the folks that I’ve let down and failed em when they trusted 
Is this just for my justice or more readjustment? 
Who there for me? Reverend said I don’t read enough script 
I trying to sneak in Heaven with this fussing? 
Is it end of discussion when the Devil’s interrupting? 
Shh, realise now, too late cause my day has come 
Praying till the day is done my sins never chase my son 
May have taken lumps, bruises that ain’t healed yet 
Still stressed, real pressed but never will my will rest 
My wheel turns a little left, rebel in me still in check 
Level with me with respect, the Devil in me’s feeling dead 
Lord forgive this for I ain’t no different 
The only difference is I ain’t so distant

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Go tell that long tongue liar, go and tell that midnight rider 
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter 
Tell em that God’s gonna cut em down 
Tell em that God’s gonna cut em down