[Hook: The Wordshipper]
Sometimes I feel like Mac, when I rap in the apple store
Friends around me playing Madden but I’m the quarterback of rap, though
Lyrics up my sleeves, never knew this was a magic show
Second I get it, they know it, that I am The Wordshipper, hoe

[Verse 1: The Wordshipper]
Homicide two doors down from mine
SWAT right outside, what happened tonight?
I have the feeling like I’m bout to die, and I feel the fear, it’s burning up inside
What was the motive? Did they have to die?
What was going on on that frightful night
I have the feeling like I’m bout’ to die
I heard a bang I dove down to hide
How could this happen, I wanted to cry
You don’t know the feeling, if you do, then that’s fine
What you know about the heater up high, but chills still fly up your motherfuckin’ spine, uh
And then another bang rang out, I assumed another person just died
I don’t have the stomach or the time to see a dead person right outside
Two doors down or a close up, like a cinematic shot from Tarantino or Hitchcock
Like why, did I have to experience this?
Oh
God oh my, God oh my
God oh my. God oh my
God oh my
Run it back!

[Hook: The Wordshipper]
Sometimes I feel like Mac, when I rap in the apple store. (I Do)
Friends around me playing Madden but I’m the quarterback of rap, though. (That’s true)
Lyrics up my sleeves, never knew this was a magic show
(Alakazoom)
Second I get it, they know it, that I am The Wordshipper, hoe
(That I am The Wordshipper, hoe)

[Verse 2: Bren]
Man, fuck you. Who is you to me?
You ain’t immune to me
You’re just a fool to me
Yes you’re fueling me
Murdering this isn’t new to me
I kill loose shit with a verse I wrote in my sleep
I gave em’ a great opportunity, but him doing as good as me
Is like comparing Lil Uzi to Nas
Don’t miss me with that fuck shit nah
I pull up to your crib, and let you future with my mask off
Y’all better back off
Y’all mask off like Azeroth
I’m eating this pussy like I’m on bath salts
I’ll make that casket drop
If y’all start acting raw, I’ll say fuck you, new dudes
Cause I don’t fuck with none of you
If you get a verse from me, you’re quite lucky
My knuckles been bloody since my first recess, and my chucks were dusty
I’m chasing a legacy, you’re lookin’ for money
You ate dinner early, bitch I’m still hungry
Can Bren still rap? This pen will snap, like your neck
Wanna act up, bitch better back up
(God oh my, God oh my
God oh my. God oh my
God oh my.)
(Run it back!)

[Hook: The Wordshipper]
Sometimes I feel like Mac, when I rap in the apple store. (I Do)
Friends around me playing Madden but I’m the quarterback of rap, though. (That’s true)
Lyrics up my sleeves, never knew this was a magic show
(Alakazoom)
Second I get it, they know it, that I am The Wordshipper, hoe
(That I am The Wordshipper, hoe)

[Verse 3: The Wordshipper]
My intellect is perpetual, interminable like I’m in an all out war
My sanity is a fallacy, I’m working day and night, to rap these cries and pleads
But you cannot see me, forever lost in my mind
I overdose on emotions cause I’m just so broken
You need a pill to feel? That’s a shame on you
I go day to day, and I fake emotions, and yet
You don’t see me walkin’ round with pills and potions, it’s bogus
But back to the smart white rap, what the fuck is that?
I must’ve missed the memo
Y’all should just take a mint, you speaking that bullshit
And I’m not about to deal with all the bullshit
Cause it’s bullshit
Welcome to the news bitch, I ain’t losing
Unrelenting cause my flow is ruthless, just like Lucious
Boyd that is, cause I murder the rhymes like a serial killer, and matter fact
Bitch I’m coming for yo ass, better tone down with them whack ass lyrics
Stick em’ up yo asscrack, boom motherfucker, what’s good now?
If it ain’t my shit then don’t you ask now
I ain’t gon’ remove my mask now
I ain’t gon’. Nah
(God oh my, God oh my
God oh my. God oh my
God oh my.)
(Run it back!)

[Hook: The Wordshipper]
Sometimes I feel like Mac, when I rap in the apple store. (I Do)
Friends around me playing Madden but I’m the quarterback of rap, though. (That’s true)
Lyrics up my sleeves, never knew this was a magic show
(Alakazoom)
Second I get it, they know it, that I am The Wordshipper, hoe
(That I am The Wordshipper, hoe)