Faithless Martyr:
[Verse 1]
It's the
Rap Diablo (diablo), in space like Apollo (apollo)
All my work is fucking art, I'm basically Picasso (you what?)
A light skinned mulatto, higher than soprano
Got you n***as retreating like its the mother fucking Shiloh (shiloh)
I go, keep more secrets than Gustapo, and n***as call me green like i was an avocado (cado)
Girl, follow, me, i need something for this (for what?)
I just took that blue pill, stiffer than rigor mortis
Can't wait till I get big, imma have a fucking corpus (what?)
Out of this world like the motherfucking Corpus (twice?)
These lines in the table like a chorus, (song) can't find my way out of my mind which is a forest (forest)
Amongst all my friends, I'm the mother fucking poorest (broke)
And now I'm writing on writers block, haven't slept in days, they wanna put me in a psycho watch
Let my stop
I'm not Mac
I am Zach (are you?)
I attack
And bounce back, like Big Sean
Just mowed her lawn, call me Juan
And I'm bad, call her Braun
I'm independent like Celon, I stay with Crystals like Argon
Suicide is my only option (only)
How can I think outside the box when I'm always boxed in (you ain't)
How the fuck can you leave me when you're my Linchpin
When I need you, getting pushed away give me feelings of chagrin
Think you can trap me behind your bars, then i break out like Chapo
And now I got nothing but deceased Paco

(Chorus)
Everybody got dead homies and we're just to die slowly, so we might as well just die lonely (X2)

(Verse 2)
I'm checking all these n***as off the rota, tryna meet the proper quota (quota quota quota)
I lose Jehovah in the lightest places, its ironic but I can take it
Bars so hot, they need to put me in a cryostasis (ice)
Great to have you in my graces
Bitches getting called fat and getting mad, hoe just embrace it (come on)
Of life I'm turning all the pages, and I found it gets more basic
You think you got me, we playing cards, I pull out all my aces
And my bars are red hot, just like Anthony Kiedes (kiedes)
If you're the rap god, then I'm the Deicide
I'll leave you traumatized
And demoralized from the genocide of the whack kind of rappers that you stand behind
You're fake like a phantonym (a what?)
You'll never succeed, you're the opposite of me, you're my antonym
My rhymes are so divine, I'll have people building for me like I'm Ansalon
Look at what you did to me (what?)
Look at what you did to me (what I do)
Broke through the heaven gates, decreased the angels sanity
These n***as bragging about how they have quite the artistry
Well, I'm the kind to see to believe so if I don't believe, then pardon me
And if a n***a talking shit, imma stop him from talking
Cause I put a n***a on pause like I'm Jerry Lawson