Death of the Gatekeeper

It's the death of the gatekeeper Industry plant reaper Fake rapper eater The flame speaker Deranged Saint Peter More verses than a Bible studies teacher Incomplete yeah But filling in these beats here I bleed hip hop and I spit ether Nasir Jones inspired black eagle Verreaux's Jesus, I prey on rap leaders You sound the same and can't rap neither I've got a coloured mind and coloured features Yes I'm a coloured a genius Lyrically I'm Moses Separating oceans just to make waves over posers Who claim they rode this rough road Loners lying overtly to the public Don't withhold this information any longer Man you're getting older Yes I'm a fucking stoner Homie I'm addicted to the knowledge though I hated college though My Stellies days make me nostalgic though Is that a paradox I don't care, just hope I'm honourable And when I have to say I gotta leave I hope they let me go Cause I still lose my grip like Owen Hart Even when it feels like my brain's been hit with throwing darts I put it in a verse and fucking solider on I put the pills down, took the tab up, and go beyond No more edges, let me fall again, meet God Ask him if the universe is truly us and we are just art Apolitical, flux with not a lot of thought I'm so involved with asking shit To who? Who's listening It's the new age demon slayer Mumble trapper disintegrator Black-labeled, less stable, riddled word-innovator Swamp living alligator Beelzebub's last day as creator Frankenstein the animator Half of mine we save for later When I'm coming down I was at the back, you were with other clowns Looking backwards, I was making tracks cause I was hella down You can't-rappers only talk about your fucking money now So fucking American it's crazy how you run your mouth The bitter rapper, mark my words and try to follow me Judas, you turn my life into tragic comedy Embody me in bread, but kill this God complex, don't bother me I'll disintegrate, that's where I wanna be My substance abuse might put you off Still in the booth, I'm tryna play it off All the depression had me shaken dawg Heard rumors of war, I played it off It's smoke I missed so I blazed up the fog kept my feelings logged I'm still raps Heisenberg tryna silence the siren trips Red flag with the Vicodin, threw away all the pills I'm sicker than ill, Im lethal in skill I'm rapping what's real, it's all shit I feel But I'm fucking done And I'm still alive But I'm fucking done But yo I'm still alive And it's the Death of the gatekeepers Death of the gatekeepers Death of the gatekeepers Death of the gatekeepers