Let It Burn - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Welcome to the funeral

Where you ain't gotta cry, homie everything is beautiful

Ain't nowhere for you to go

You're runnin' out of breath and everybody in the room's a foe

The bright light is usual

Flashbacks of elementary school, playing Yu-Gi-Oh

I was just a kid but I knew I had a destiny

Never thought that it'd get the best of me

Let's agree to stick to the motherfuckin' code

Never said they did but they really meant no

I'ma blow up like coke and mentos, I'm fed up yo

If they don't know who it is, guess I better let 'em know

It's that S-I-G-N-A-T-U-R-E

It's too late for sorry, got a hate for heart beats

That you created, flee, it's me against the world

Leave the friendship, sure I'll find some peace in Seagram's till I hurl

[Bridge 1]

You don't give a fuck about me

You ain't never gave a fuck about me

You never gave a fuck about me

Nothin' else'll help you cope

So go on, hater tell your jokes

Cause who the hell gon' roast

SigNature, my rhymes are hotter than Chanel West Coast

[Hook]

So let it burn, motherfuckers never learn

Until you're urged to turn into a murderer and then the verdict's:

Let him burn, motherfuckers better chill

I'm feelin' really ill, I missed my refill any minute I'ma

Let it burn, the fire is these demons

That meet me while I'm weak and tease me, I need to see a

Motherfucker burn, it is what it is

This business is an island with no bridge, yeah I let that bitch burn

[Bridge 2]

Not a drop

Not a drop of alcohol, I got left

All I got

[Verse 2]

All I got is bars, similes and metaphors

A liver that's withered and I'm feelin' like Kendrick Lamar

Swimmin in a pool of liquor, 'bout to drown

Then I hit the ground

But on my way down I hit the table, I ain't able

To pick myself up, I think that last shot was fatal

Now I'm back in the cradle, greeted by two angels with halos

They don't say who they are, just that I would've been a star

Snap back, I'm on the floor twitchin', abort mission, your boy's trippin'

I don't want no more of this, I wish I ditched the liquor for good

But that appointment, I missed it, organs have forfeited

Now my corpse is more-bidness for the mortician

Towards the end of the tunnel I see a light

It's a blond little girl with blue eyes like mine

And just as I go to pick her up, I wake up, it was all a dream

Now apply, Jim Beam

[Outro]

Welcome to the funeral

Where you ain't gotta cry homie, everything is beautiful

Welcome to the funeral

Where you ain't gotta cry, you ain't gotta cry, homie

Welcome to the funeral

Where you ain't gotta cry homie, everything is beautiful

Welcome to the funeral