By The Grace Of God Lyrics – Clipse

Read the complete By The Grace Of God Lyrics by Clipse along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Clipse’s music, you can also explore So Be It Pt. II and Look At Me, two other songs by Clipse.

[Verse 1: Malice]
The devil’s tapping on shoulders, he’s tryna get to know ya
The right time to fold ya
I’m losing saints in my soldiers
It’s all la-di-da-di ’til you looking at the body
Smiles I’ll never see again, never be a wee again
Cleaning out your closet, the one you kept your demons in
Hard for me to breathe again
I’ma blame your head, not your heart, ’til we meet again
Easily I could’ve been one of them
Locked up and never get to see the sun again
Burning buildings, I kept running in

The allure, every time I flew a hunnid in
Codefendant caved in and lawyers couldn’t save him
All for the love of five-eighty and a mix b!tch
Having your baby, I done dodged strays crazy
Man, I think about that s*it daily

[Pre-Chorus: Pusha T]
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I’ll lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crepe tartars
‘Scaped the odds by the grace of God

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I’ve seen killers and kingpins sink behind a wall
I’ve watched many men die ’cause no one would make the call
I’ve seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes I seen it all
They missed this wall by the grace of God

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
All the black cats I seen
All the black MACs I squeezed, all the black crowes I dreamed
Even the black cloud hovering
Couldn’t touch me in the bulletproof Cullinan
Tears on my pillowcase, was I spitting in your face

When you let me beat that case?
Some n!ggas see the money, can’t make it (Can’t make it)
Some n!ggas get the money, can’t take it (Can’t take it)
Gotta realize that they was naked
Was I cooking death when I was baking?
Salt Bae, sprinkle it and sauté it
You don’t trust me, then we all weigh it, yeah
And it ain’t over ’til we all say it, yeah
And you ain’t shooting s*it, them guns is archaic, yeah
In closing, I see I’m chosen
All my pressure points frozen, you know how it goes, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Pusha T]
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I’ll lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crepe tartars
‘Scaped the odds by the grace of God

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I’ve seen killers and kingpins sink behind a wall
I’ve watched many men die ’cause no one would make the call
I’ve seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes I seen it all
They missed this wall by the grace of God