Trash Jesus
Walkin on water, Jetskis
Miracles dont affect me
Motherfucker I'm testy
murder the the track, a deadbeat
trash jesus
-motherfucker back on his grind on don't give a fuck about anything
-steady dropping bars from the heart goin hard and defeating my enemies
-everything is planned like a scam I'm a go bam on you Kennedie's
-people in the future will then listen to my music and know of the legacy
Flash my ticket, got the best seats in the house
Popcorn for the show now to watch all these clowns get down
Do their flips, bending bars, spittin verses
Who the best? y'all still losers in a circus
Pop singers game lock pickers
now claiming to be gangstas and cop killers
how they got bigger, nearly godzillas
squeezin the gat, talking glock triggers
rock pillars but they drop little
posing all tough with their soft inners
everybody acting like they the hot ticket
hell, what the fuck am I? what?! chopped liver?!
mind blown Squirt Cobain
actin all humble in a hurdle race
role models boost murder rates
perpetrate I dont wanna go and purchase pain
nobody longer recognizes purple rain
but everybody know names of eight persian babes
y'all hurt the game, and hurt ya name
and now you talkin bout real to a surgeons blade?!
-I'm about the agony and never show humility, I'm breaking your bones
-I'm about the cynical the unforseen and spiritual awaken the soul
-I'm about the balance and fuckin loss talent when it's taking it's toll
-I'm about the layers and everyting in chaos and hating control
do you see the fire? smoke analysis
here to kill the king, broken chalices
empty throne room, court of averages
observing hungry wolves battling the basilisk
This is nothing but fair
I've been preparing for years
I'm not climbing no nothing
I'm not to be stopped at the top of the stairs
king of the hill, capture the flag
I went on and turned that banner to rags
wildin out, I'm a savage like that
leave ya breathless like an asthma attack
now put the cash in the bag and pass it right back, I ain't doing shit for free
motherfucker I just summoned us a man in black! here to kill the fuckin track but do it differently
this appears to be, some sort of witchery, man aint got lip or spit injuries
tell me what I've done, yeah I guess I have become what you motherfuckers truly really wish to be!