Gawne - Sinner

[Verse 1]
Was never no charity case
No didn't I dare to be great, even when I was starring in the face of adversity
Hurting and barely awake, as I work 'til I'm very up late
I feel the world on my shoulders, but I hold up the boulders
And carry unbearable weight 'til my knees that are tearing
Get weary and shake like you're hearing a snare and a bass
I am the heir to the king
Y'all finna cherish my arrogant reign 'til the day that I'm sharing
My burial place with a pyramid, here come the chariots
Veering through varying flames
I am like Hercules, tearing up Ares
Then bury him there in a grave
Yelling death to the American, Aryan Race
It's apparent your parents are scared and afraid
The world is insane, Covid and variants came
Harriers off of the carrier, bang
There's a grenade!
I don't think nothing is ever gon' change
The intent of a terrorist when letting the derringer spray
You get smoked like I'm marrying Jane
Mother Mary, I marry a dame
With a purity ring, as a moment of clarity came

[Chorus]
Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)
We all got our angels and our demons
So I pray to my father
Got nowhere to run
As the fire gets hotter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Smell the blood in the water I know

[Verse 2]
I ain't never gonna be outgunned, no
How come though?
I'll be better 'til I'm motherfuckin' dead, and lie rotting as the cows come home
Seventh level of the devil, Book of Revelation
Been a rebel, as I transcend all of mankind
I defy women and men
Will you follow me to the farthest reaches of our universe?
Where the lands end, and all times stops
Life was past tense, you won't find clocks
When you're crammed in an empty pine box, oh my god!
I could give a fuck if you ain't got mine
In your top-five, but do not lie
I'm so hot with the rhymes
That the opps wanna stop cry
And call the 1-800 “Suicide” Hotline

[Chorus]
Who's gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)
We all got our angels and our demons
So I pray to my father
Got nowhere to run
As the fire gets hotter
Like a lamb to the slaughter
Smell the blood in the water I know

[Verse 3]
No saving the kid from the crusade
Wanna pray for the kid, you too late
Down on my luck, living bootleg
Ramen and Koolaid, never had brûlée
Pockets filling up with loose change
And I don't got a bill with a blue-face
But I got them skills like WuTang
Put that dub on my name, no goose egg
Yeah, so fuck what you say
They gon' gimme my flowers, bouquet
So word to Bobby Boucher
I put that on mamma, hooray
Revenge is sweet
So today, I'ma get a toothache, I'ma dig two graves
And I'm going out like Hussein
Cause I just let these nuts hang!
No, no, no, I ain't bluffing
And I give a fuck about dying cousin
Cause my life is nothing like a dime a dozen
Now the time has come, I see those flying buzzards
Ain't no silver lining when the line has ruptured
In my final hours, when the end is near
I rather die a sinner than to die a coward
As I spiral downwards into hell devoured as they
Drink my blood, Eucharist
Vampires are numerous
I am not a human, I'm luminous
So they gon' nail me up to the crucifix
Man it's ludicrous, that Judas snitched
I really fucking hate the fact that you exist
I gotta make a time machine to ruin this
Go back in the uterus for two minutes
And pew, undo my sins