YC the Cynic
Being God
[Verse 1]
I wrote this to reach you
I hope you hear me
Shit imma keep reachin out til it kills me
Im not sure what type of aura you think i give off
But ive come to the realization
That people like me dont live long

And thats a fact i live with
I've made some bad decisions
Ive had some crash collisions
But im just glad you listened

Better put my soul on the come up
Before i come up missing
As a misinterpreted prophet
Caught up in profit
Take your pick of any prophet
Where are they now? dead or in jail
Stuck in a box or stuck in a cell
Stuck in a plot of stuck on bail
Stuck on a shlef and trying to sell
That was the only fucking problem
You might luck out and do well
But those are your only fucking options...really
You think they'd buy whats good for them
Thats only true in theory
So i dont care if you purchase it
I just hope you feel me
And if you do
Make your peoples feel it too
Scream the muthafuckin anthem
Cause i wrote it just for you
GO

[Hook]
Long live the King
(Calling out Gods, N***as, Kings)

You can behead me
But i won't die
You can behead me
But i won't die
You can behead me
But i won't stop
Cause im just one step away from being god
(i know)

[Verse 2]
I know i have a lot of work to do
Im on a mission
Fully prepared to not come back
Im fully aware
I might not make it to where
The radio plays my tracks
I really dont care
Already been given my path
Im in it to last
I sit in a lab
And treat it like its my last
Cause it just may be
Ive always been ready and willing to be your god
But whos gonna save me?
Id even the playing field to beat the odds
But youd just blame me
So what am i to do
If i were you
Id scream the muthafuckin anthem
Let them know you got to move!
GO

[Hook Repeats]