Thank God
Daxton Aris
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I've been fucking busy What the hell, you think I fell off? (Think I fell off? Na) I've been working on a plan in the lab Say thank god Thank God, thank God You was thinkin' I was down for the count You were way wrong Dead wrong, dead wrong I was there when the scripts got written Now I'm back for the final fuckin' God damn mission Let's get it I've been, I've been, I've been I've I've been fuckin' losin' my mind Thinkin' maybe it'll be better if I die Cause my clock tick But it don't tell time And the life I live Well the life ain't mine Huh Open up the book with the black magic Where the pray on, seance, demon dances Devil isn't good at giving second chances Smoke fly, so high, flames are dancing Black widow Black black widow I'll weave a web up in the back window Charlie Daniel's don't play that fiddle When a mothafucka like me Psycho, simple Apocalyptic, and narcissistic When you summon a soul And it's so sadistic Overdose on that sin And sit in Boiling water In the devils kitchen Ever felt like you crazy baby Ever felt like you crazy baby Ever felt like you sick as hell You got sickle cell And you shady lately My life, ya, my life And lately I don't feel right I see them shadows every night The devil want me Pay the price Drinkin', smokin', getting' high Take a pill, I'm feelin' fine Say these words My words divine Might put them in the bible, fine Spit these hexes, take a picture Don't record it, do not listen Crucible be superstition F*ck it, verse 1 cause Ignition I've been fucking busy What the hell, you think I fell off? (Think I fell off? Na) I've been working on a plan in the lab Say thank god Thank God, thank God You was thinkin' I was down for the count You were way wrong Dead wrong, dead wrong I was there when the scripts got written Now I'm back for the final fuckin' God damn mission Let's get it I've been fucking busy What the hell, you think I fell off? (Think I fell off? Na) I've been working on a plan in the lab Say thank god Thank God, thank God You was thinkin' I was down for the count You were way wrong Dead wrong, dead wrong I was there when the scripts got written Now I'm back for the final fuckin' God damn mission Let's get it I've been, I've been, I've been, I've been I've been thinkin' that I should have died already Cause the way that I live, got my mind unsteady Wanna click, clack, bang, till my mind confetti But the god that made me, just wont let me Pop and oxy, wobble, wobble Take a swig right out the bottle Ku De Gra, I lost the lotto Devil want me, sorry Tonto Back for the money, and the bitches dawg And I spit like a gun, a Kalashnikov It's apocalyptic when I kiss the stars And I'm constipated, my shit go hard Burry me with 30 bitches Curse us all with voodoo magic Dig my hole And pick my casket All my shit still mine Can't have it Shows to a crowd of people Played shows all alone with no one to see it Ok Gone state to state It was a make or break cause you don't sell You don't eat that evening What chu know bout life Have you ever had to sleep outside In the cold with a broken mind You ain't supposed to cry Nobody look into your crystal eyes So instead you just crystalize I've been through hell and back I've been to jail for the way I act Hang a flag for the shit I rap So goddamn I laugh My life got a little off-track Honestly, I should have died a while back Damn Happy, sad and fuckin' angry Optimistic, fuckin' lazy Superstitious, fuckin' crazy How you doin? Gravy baby! I've been fucking busy What the hell, you think I fell off? (Think I fell off? Na) I've been working on a plan in the lab Say thank god Thank God, thank God You was thinkin' I was down for the count You were way wrong Dead wrong, dead wrong I was there when the scripts got written Now I'm back for the final fuckin' God damn mission Let's get it I've been fucking busy What the hell, you think I fell off? (Think I fell off? Na) I've been working on a plan in the lab Say thank god Thank God, thank God You was thinkin' I was down for the count You were way wrong Dead wrong, dead wrong I was there when the scripts got written Now I'm back for the final fuckin' God damn mission Let's get it I've been, I've been, I've been, I've been I've been thinkin' bout my life a lot If time ain't real, then what's a clock I've paid my dues, but what it cost My mental health need help, my god Thinkin' bout the time in life, when I found the mic And I write by candle light Sip this wine, and write my rhymes It's OxyContin dinner time Back to the, back to the Back to the basics Back to the black in the bedroom basement Back to the fucked up faded faces Back to the court, cause a kid got cases Back to the couch of my fuckin' homies Back to the floor, cause I'm fuckin' homeless Back to the job, get fired, focus Walk six miles home, ain't jokin' Back to the crack shack Everything I ever might needs in a backpack Weed in a gas mask Liz got a fat ass Yeah Cum up in the pussy And I leave feelin' badass Baddest motherfucker on the planet Dammit Look into the mirror Can't stand it Vanish Gonna overdose on a camera Candid Can't walk, can't talk, can you manage? Widow, and I'm so sad (yeah) Put me in a box with a bitch And a toe tag Devil is so glad Gonna die anyway, don't bother with a coat rack Touch my gonads Cause the afterlife, might have no ho's there Whisky, weed and oxycodone Kinda think that I'm fuckin' broken
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