Rick Ross – Pinned To The Cross (ft. Finn Matthews) (Audio, Lyrics)

Rick Ross - Pinned To The Cross (ft. Finn Matthews) (prod. AraabMUZIK & Fuse 808)

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Rick Ross drops “Pinned To The Cross’ featuring Finn Matthews. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by AraabMUZIK & Fuse 808.

Rick Ross Pinned To The Cross
Rick Ross Pinned To The Cross

It’s a perfect evening to receive new tracks from Rick Ross and 2 Chainz as the rappers just left the Verzuz stage hours ago. Fans enjoyed dancing along to their favourite tracks from both artists, and both Rozay and Tity Boi previewed new songs for Verzuz viewers. We just shared with you 2 Chainz’s Lil Wayne-assisted single “Money Maker,” and now we’re back to deliver Rick Ross’s “Pinned to the Cross,” featuring Los Angeles-based singer Finn Matthews.

Rozay previewed this track during Verzuz and turned heads with his quip about Terry Crews, but the actor wasn’t the only pop-culture reference included on the single. Ross addresses Dr. Dre’s divorce, “Karens,” and the political unrest we’ve witnessed unfold across the world in response to the Black Lives Matter movement.

Rick Ross – Pinned To The Cross (ft. Finn Matthews) (prod. AraabMUZIK & Fuse 808)

Lyrics

[Intro: 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 to be petrified
And there’s no mercy for the rivals
They want the rich niggas that live until their silence exiled
Free the country, more assassinations
Let’s go

[Verse 1: 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 the racket, nigga 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, pussy nigga 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 no need to 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 hit the roof, she file for divorce
Angels go get a broke, never making no loss
Terry Crews is another coon who was basically bought

[Chorus: 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 shit 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

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Racists killing for cotton, niggas 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 all on me, niggas 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 niggas
You decide at yourself, I consider it business
We still in the trenches where they made us relentless
Where the real war is literal, where the hate is tremendous

[Chorus: 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 shit 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

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Now I’m in the McLaren, still raisin’ them commas
I’m watchin’ for Karen, G watchin’ bird watches
Still I wish you the best, Ray Charles in the flesh
Pavarotti to some, Quincy Jones to 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
Such a body of work, my debut was a classic
Hov’ gave me a verse, so that kept it attractive
My old crew was submerged, DEA wanted the address
Make her play with her pussy, with a few million in her mattress
My life needed a balance, didn’t come for the status
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

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