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So lets be honest, the hottest products regardless
Of these artists or the martyrs turning thoughts into these sonnets
Honestly we are the farthest ahead of all of these artless
Pseudo rapping targets who claim that they are the hardest
But really, we are the heartless RezErected from the darkest
Dingy fucking areas of all these places we had started
So don't give us no bullshit about knowing our department
Keep it zipped shut, before you're zipped up as a carcass
And this is my life choice, it' suffices as the right choice
For me to say what I feel and you to like my voice
My advice for you is try when you feeling like you could die
The darkest night will come before the brightest day and that's no lie
So keep your head up, when you're fed up with the bullshit
When they go to shoot you down you bounce back with the full clip
And on the real hope it all treats you well
No matter what we feel all these hounds go to hell
I count my bong hits
How many hours makes it a long trip?
If the fog's think I think only of the small shit
The car's fixed, but the driver is a bit nostalgic
Every pit stop he has to pour some out for the fallen
The code's not letting me in
I tried threatening it
Codependency is remembering what was once
Not what is
A double front. A mask to kids
Mastership of ample tricks
Don't dance with him
His moves are fixed
Go move your chips
He'll use um quick
Crude with quips
And maybe baby is some sort of masochist
I harassed her wit
She loved my sick, twisted way of viewing shit
The loop will play
You'll boo or sway
My crew decays your king
Fuck every king. They fuck everything
But what the fuck does that mean?
Dead your ego, set you free
Have no destiny.
No one has a soul.
A mind is all that you'll receive
The only resurrection happening is with my team
All hounds go to hell, till the devil sets them free.
We’re all dust
If you look at life in a bigger picture.
Regardless of your stardom
Or your synthetic figure.
It’s all love fammo
Fuck with this organic elixir
It’s known to fix her.
Keep your nose on the grind
Not just the illicit powders.
All hounds go to hell or so I’ve been told lately.
I flipped my whole world on it’s head
Luckily this music here saved me.
You’re slowly fading.
And now we have been fully exposed
RezErected it’s starting to show.
Rising up from the flames, buried in the snow.
I thought that I’d know by now,
But of course this isn’t perfect.
Caught with a grown man’s frown
Face of a clown it still seems I deserved it.
I think I’m nervous.
Impervious to a new found purpose.
Still just a burden on the surface seeming nerveless.
These paid dues aren’t purchased so hold open the curtains
While we burn these over selfish, self serving, servants.
Best believe I am the serpent. You remain a Captain Ahab
Salty sinking as I’m thinking is right to watch you drown?