Sylvia can you do me a solid
Can you get your sister and go and get polished and get back into my pocket
We bout to get into some smobbin
Dylan bringing the wrath down be my path down so I wouldn't have options
What's a goblin to an abomination
The creation know you got me nauseous
Got me dashin for cash and im still single handedly smashing the collective conscious
You hiding behind them creeping up behind just to cut up your spine like I dont have a conscience
I was sent from the heavens to euthanize everyone its just part of my process
In a dark room rockin back and forth talkin what appear to be nonsense
I dont care about anything other than annuit coeptis up in my pocket
Profit trapped in the wrong dimension like a shinigami feelin got me like I lost it
Pushing on dont give a damn about it
How many skeletons up in my closet
So many that I can't count it cus I lost track cus its like a damn mountain
I dont give a fuck
Keep countin money up
Run it up
Mararthonin'
Get me to my shows via con air if you unaware I feel like Sarah Connor
More like Sara Goldfarb heavy gold bars steady breaking bitches honor
If they say they fuck with me and you ain't here for me then hear it here they all imposters
Step up if you wanna die today the situation bout to happen if you wanna
Workin lurkin creepin through the window of your room and on the news at night im labelled monster
Dylan (?) Zachariah going full pariah
Underneath the ground that you walk on
Constant visions of death in my mind got me thinking cloudy creepin into my other thoughts
Get the fuck back
Get the fuck back
Got me buckin like a fuckin sawed off
R O double Z you already know me
Bumpin like a key now its on
Who got money on the eight
Shake it out and scrape it on the plate
Straight to the face
Fast pace heart rate
Your lonelier the longer that you wait