THatlife - Intellectual

[Intro]

Now, this is what we sound like dipped in the blood, painted with invisible love

Truth bleeds, put it down like fingers in the dirt, turn spit in the mud

Don't cover my eyes, while I look for the real ones

That part of me has died, I am delivered

Now, I can do this for the masses or remastered

Rhyme words for the casket or the craft [?]

Like a sword formed by the blacksmith

Spoke what He imagined

Time, space, matter

Fathom the beauty of a soliloquy crafted

Syllables sown by divine commandments

You can spot a lie, the unwise weren't rampant

All eyes, Eve pass me the apple

So I can take a bite like you

Get a taste, is it safe, I want to be like God too

Slip away, naked as the sky as idolized awake as the day break

Can't escape, my fate, what a fool, is it true

I can't pray, rocks cry out when the two worlds play

Sing songs of my tune, my command is to you that you [?], but who commanded you to

The woman that You gave me and the snake that You made, they ate, so I ate too

My son came, my son he's new

His blood cries, my son cries too

The feeling I paid you

Life and death was placed on my lap, I choose not what You taught me so I knew

I see blood on my hands

Creation sitting in the stand, and, justice stained the man

Look, father with [?]

[?] on the bottle, swimming in the sea, I quote heresy, slipping off the lips of those who lack hope

Gun clicks like the mouse on the clip, head place, roll

Retweet so that they know, the complete the belief that they owe

Knee deep in deceit, they must reap what they know

What's fine ? given by me, the need to be made whole

And I'm just trying to give you the life, oh

People want to put up a fight, oh

Tryna show you something you don't know

But that's the way it goes

Before you take your own