Kratos - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Bodi]

Until the day I'm pushing daffodils, I have to fill my cup

And trust in love that busts the seams until my chest erupts

And plucks my heart into a symphony that won't give up

Ashes to magic and bones to dust

I love this crust I'm standin on, until dawn sings a tragic song

And when it's gone I'll move along, but I won't find a greener lawn

Than what's here atop this sphere - we're movin through the years

Fear of living now and here, when life pass, don't steer clear

Crack a beer and give yourself a toast

It's the journey of a lifetime - you play the host

Eternally a peasant, that's cause I go for broke

In hopes of painting stars in sky, to pierce the smoke

And I can't die, life and I have chosen to elope

I wrote an epitaph in snares and claps to get myself to cope

And in the ever after I can't get myself to float

Unless I'm giving other children safety vests of hope

Until the sun burns out in the sky

I'm that goddamn thorn in your side

Fire in my eyes, you can't see

I would save you if you'd just let me

The fact is my happiness comes after matching Lazarus

In craftiness I practice this static blasting magicness

And match it with an ass to kiss from lady luck on mattresses

Cause rappin is my stackin chips, and manifestin happiness

Ask me if my passion is available for purchase

My assurance is it's furnished with nothing but the worthless

Grab a surface you can work with, paint a picture perfect

When the hearse is perched with purpose - you have to give the verdict

Judge and jury, have mercy, we hurry to the grave

And sell our souls along the way so road to gold is paved

Stake my claim inside this frame that we proclaim's a masterpiece

Horns on half these battered thieves and halos on these master chiefs

Who seek a piece of heaven, reaching for that preacher's blessin

I see angels every day that I go to the sev-eleven

Steppin through the paradise, god don't have a hand in scriptin

We spread our wings when we give out a hand for liftin