[Verse 1] Was never no charity case No didn't I dare to be great, even when I was starring in the face of adversity Hurting and barely awake, as I work 'til I'm very up late I feel the world on my shoulders, but I hold up the boulders And carry unbearable weight 'til my knees that are tearing Get weary and shake like you're hearing a snare and a bass I am the heir to the king Y'all finna cherish my arrogant reign 'til the day that I'm sharing My burial place with a pyramid, here come the chariots Veering through varying flames I am like Hercules, tearing up Ares Then bury him there in a grave Yelling death to the American, Aryan Race It's apparent your parents are scared and afraid The world is insane, Covid and variants came Harriers off of the carrier, bang There's a grenade! I don't think nothing is ever gon' change The intent of a terrorist when letting the derringer spray You get smoked like I'm marrying Jane Mother Mary, I marry a dame With a purity ring, as a moment of clarity came
[Chorus] Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now) We all got our angels and our demons So I pray to my father Got nowhere to run As the fire gets hotter Like a lamb to the slaughter Smell the blood in the water I know
[Verse 2] I ain't never gonna be outgunned, no How come though? I'll be better 'til I'm motherfuckin' dead, and lie rotting as the cows come home Seventh level of the devil, Book of Revelation Been a rebel, as I transcend all of mankind I defy women and men Will you follow me to the farthest reaches of our universe? Where the lands end, and all times stops Life was past tense, you won't find clocks When you're crammed in an empty pine box, oh my god! I could give a fuck if you ain't got mine In your top-five, but do not lie I'm so hot with the rhymes That the opps wanna stop cry And call the 1-800 “Suicide” Hotline
[Chorus] Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now) We all got our angels and our demons So I pray to my father Got nowhere to run As the fire gets hotter Like a lamb to the slaughter Smell the blood in the water I know
[Verse 3] No saving the kid from the crusade Wanna pray for the kid, you too late Down on my luck, living bootleg Ramen and Koolaid, never had brûlée Pockets filling up with loose change And I don't got a bill with a blue-face But I got them skills like WuTang Put that dub on my name, no goose egg Yeah, so fuck what you say They gon' gimme my flowers, bouquet So word to Bobby Boucher I put that on mamma, hooray Revenge is sweet So today, I'ma get a toothache, I'ma dig two graves And I'm going out like Hussein Cause I just let these nuts hang! No, no, no, I ain't bluffing And I give a fuck about dying cousin Cause my life is nothing like a dime a dozen Now the time has come, I see those flying buzzards Ain't no silver lining when the line has ruptured In my final hours, when the end is near I rather die a sinner than to die a coward As I spiral downwards into hell devoured as they Drink my blood, Eucharist Vampires are numerous I am not a human, I'm luminous So they gon' nail me up to the crucifix Man it's ludicrous, that Judas snitched I really fucking hate the fact that you exist I gotta make a time machine to ruin this Go back in the uterus for two minutes And pew, undo my sinsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
