gossïp of goðs kïð - xævïūr mâtîn lyrics
i am the son of god
gods kid
gossip, bout him
d*mn don’t stop, sh*t
he’s so d*mn cool, he got all this
but nah, that’s just the mind of a novice
pushing and poking to be an artist
heard of commotion and said “let’s start it”
writing so much it appears as nonsense
a nuisance using alchemy to be a profit
he thinks he’s great because the voices tell
him you got this one day you could be on the throne where god sits
but didn’t god forgive because like god forbid
i get up to the gates and hear, yea you ain’t in
son of a b*tch man what did i do for this
trying to stitch a kid that feels he’s a b*tch
stumbled on his thoughts fell into a ditch
ponders getting lost scratching jealousy itch
blocked shots he already knew he’d miss
listens to voices he didn’t even know existed
they salivate at the sight of his open wrist, (sorry poet spit )
mixed emotions just want a taste of his blood is it
they gossip, talking about god’s kid
he lost ship, thoughts make him nauseous
he was not sick, he just lost in a broad sip
the type of cup with swimming pools inside it
it’s okay he’s wearing his shirt that says, “die lit”
animalistic thoughts, run quick
i need to chill, stop smokin’
the world is already so potent
but i also think weed is a potion
helps you connect to deeper emotion
stuff you normally could not bro with
false connotations about the word splif
got parents losing their focus on cursive
start pushing harder with the worships
while you’re drinking more than a parched fish
wise words kids, but let’s invert this, flip the switch
more people die of alcohol and cigarettes than this
schedule one drug, right up there where heroin is
look under the rug at your grandparent’s house to see what your parent are about it’s
the barrel then slip
will ferrell a clip, stoic motion creates historic notions and sh*t
dependency is what you are feeling for conformity b*tch
i’m normally hitch, smooth taking, but rn i’m morally p*ssed
next, you’ll start saying how great royalty is, with no royalties, rich
speaking of mahogany l!cks, one of my ticks is not knowing what you’re spreading to kids
talk about what you know and not what you heard and now you show, woah
strait raw, i’m about to have all the calls in
i’ll gnaw fly right through the deposit
post up and get tom cruise out the closet
focused, but i’m gonna drink in gnawlands
high f*cked i’m about to meet up with gannis
promised my inner conscious, imma bomb sh*t
also not to forget to pay homage, dj herc to hercules it’s iconic
persevere switch the gear pierce the ear i hope it’s not ironic
let be honest
now that’s, perfection where i come from
correction there’s no one done
the blessing of the holy one
i’m prayin’, holy cow, is that where beef come from?
the best revenge is none, so i think i have won
trying to find the sum of adding me to the sun
lost in his tongue and everything that it spits
but still not icarus so i’m thinking i should run
people say that i’m young but i’m older than i was
i want to help out about as much as the weight of a ton
you can be anything you want son, just never be done
though this one had just begun
looks like giving up has won
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