[Verse 1]
Shanking a twisted motherfucker
Just to show 'em I mean business
Cross the name off of the hit list
Getting red up from the litmus
Know by now that I’m depraved
I’m the ripple and the wave
Removing, unpacking, unwrapping the daggers
That fall in me, they remind me what I crave
You are nothing but a contingent fluke
Cause’ it wasn’t no skill that was given to you
New weak track 'boutta flock to the internet
Almighty God, we can’t ever let him forget
Two out of three, I call that an isoscelеs
Put em’ on mute with thesе different philosophies
You want attention? Then cut horizontally
How many laws that I follow unlawfully?
Cycle around like a roundabout
And I’m a no one in a too-crowded town
Say that I’m something without the clout
Then wonder who’s gonna talk with the loudest mouth
[Chorus]
He has risen (He has risen)
Far above the common man
What is missing? (What is missing?)
Your deceit, I’m not a fan
Seated in the citadel, the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated, now observe with clarity
Too invested (Too invested)
For extraction to the sky
Still infested (Still infested)
With these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum
The records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable
Blood on the film is creating a smudge
[Verse 2]
Depression is a bitch, I’ve seen it’s a fact a bit too well
Suspended in the abyss, who else wanna fuck with me?
In the hole that you dwell
Encroaching on the liberties, initiating new upheavals
Damage the planet and all its inhabitants
They got a patent, expending the diesel
Separation, you scared of that
You won’t stay right here, like where you at?
Ain’t a secret tracked down, go to my scent
And I got no fucking halo parked over my head
Fuck it I’m sober enough, ain’t no dope in the cut
For now I will be choking on rust
Trick up my sleeve with the coke and the dust
I’ll be killed by the overdose, hoping it does
In no mood for the theistic shit
But I’m coming up short, what the meaning is
Got what I want, still destitute
Wanna shroud myself, wanna end it too
[Chorus]
He has risen (He has risen)
Far above the common man
What is missing? (What is missing?)
Your deceit, I’m not a fan
Seated in the citadel, the point of singularity
Guarded by the consecrated, now observe with clarity
Too invested (Too invested)
For extraction to the sky
Still infested (Still infested)
With these wicked thoughts of mine
Infinitesimal to be compressed in a vacuum
The records will not be expunged
Been imperceptible but unpreventable
Blood on the film is creating a smudge