Memento mori

Don't seize the day you won't own it Remember the death, remember for whom the bell tolls Musta been them daugs condemned on death row Slaverin' as it dings, Pavlov's new master 'Cause the executioners playin' role as lame ducks Press the button yourself, thou shalt face Lord So what is good bein' well off and flamboyant When it goes in vain along with your reign done? Fortune ain't fortunate nuff as you dead, broke The scent of death penetrates my nostrils Reminiscent, backstabbed by apostles Revelation was the rebel and revolution combined This the prelude for the apocalypse Guilty pleasure seemin' pleasant no more Consequences knockin' on front door Xan overdoser, lean sipper, coco sniffer Gettin' liquored, confront with grim reaper Body ripped off like Lil- substitute rappers' career Cheap money getters, inferior status Sold their souls for ephemeral fame and money Even tho they made it, been whispered 'Memento mori' Born sinners convicted from the fetus Carpe diem's inadequate old sayin', vanitas If y'all sick vanillas still seekin' for veritas Then I'ma be your savior, the God, deus ex machina The booth is dark and the clock's tickin' in silence And I've been told that they wish to never leave O dear Lord, it is thee they fear for Father stretch no hand for heretics How that skeptic become a man and still bitchin' instead? Remember the death, reiterate to never forget Deceived ones question where the force at Big crush on these enticin' snakes, ere long I did it on their forehead Ain't no native but somehow made the locals foreign Their hits their swan songs Braggarts swagger down the street, Keyser Soze Money heisters the atheists believin' in bills Street knowledge has turned into business Agnostics in agony Post it on the IG, then crucify the casualties Assume slavery's necessary for wannabe celebrities It's worth it for the sake of it The good seed's been sown, still they retarded regardless Crouch, motherfuckers, and ring the siren I'm stabled, my Horsemen reunited Kneel The booth is dark and the clock's tickin' in silence And I've been told that they wish to never leave O dear Lord, it is thee they fear for Father stretch no hand for heretics How that skeptic become a man and still bitchin' instead? Repentance, the first step to relieve sins Yet they never did, stick to camouflagin' their weakness Witness the murder with no missin' link Even if my deeds indecent, still fuck with innocence Don't let your eyelids disregard the past There ain't no peace for y'all to rest in Turn a blind eye, beseech for forgiveness Call it a deal, huh, 'cause it's akin to it Or maybe I am the minority Since in the world full of anomalies and fallacies Phonies seem like common sense and their blames all on me Awfully, I'm sorry if I overdid the killin' toward 'em abnormalities Guess I'm extremely right, got my riot with it No political meanin' but my liability as the linchpin to keep this big wheel spinnin' My verse a huge poetry, a villanelle scribbled by a villain of this industry Shakespeare with a mic as my pentameters be like, 'I am big' every time I rhyme littly It's coronation celebratin' the demise of a triumphant general who lied to us Relyin' upon the hyper mode gave rise to the fall of Rome Then I'm the next Attila the Hun The booth is dark and the clock's tickin' in silence And I've been told that they wish to never leave O dear Lord, it is thee they fear for Father stretch no hand for heretics How that skeptic become a man and still bitchin' instead?