Gods Child

Lyrics

[Intro] One more time Jimmy [Verse 1] Okay, Pull up in a 69 SS black Camaro Crackerjack, that wants to fill his pockets full of cracker barrel That's a cheesy line, but haven't had an easy time Fought some evil greasy scheming demons just to leave my mind I'll make myself a fortune from a tortured soul Black magic from a sorcerer, watch an orchard grow Dish it out as big as far as portions go Till I get my Lambo, show these kids how fast my Porsche can go Armed with arsenal, these hammers aren't for carpentry A vampire in the dark I see Brought some wolfs and sharks with me Angry baby back, and I'm beyond mean Mad's immortal and my brain glows, Neon Green Nonе of these young boys are fucking with this Gods art Words arе flying beautifully, a symphony, a Mozart (like that part) Don't want your sympathy, so don't start Cold-blooded killer I'm a carnivore, a warm-heart Battle cries and War chants Dance around the fire with the wolfs head and floral pants I'm more advanced Soul was full of sorrow then I did it right Realize these rappers are all pussy so I hit it right [Hook] You've just been mentally molested There's a ticket that comes with, it that I'm extra interested An extraterrestrial, Canadian an alien Gods Child, demons got the best of me, was failing him Was a time was almost good as Shady, then I faded out Sitting popping Xanax, didn't panic, had to wait it out Time flew by, can't believe I even made it out The new me, stepped up to the old me and laid him out [Verse 2] Maniac is back, brain intact, Mad is tactical Cooling out on Gucci, only needing shit that's practical These rappers bunch actors bro, grab a box of pop corn Pretending I got extra clips extended, I got shots for em (Bang) White tiger I got black stripes Bright green eyes glowing like there is a black light Cash stacks from poor, so was a clutch onto a crack pipe Braveheart, blow the whistle on them with some bagpipes Demons dancing now, they're yelling from the cellar where they're dwelling You've heard of murder, dark secrets, I'm not telling Social life, full of sociopass, pass the bills, let the motion pass Cauldron full of pot and potion Slow pokes, pack it in cause it is hopeless Words are pouring out my head, like my skull is broken open [Hook] Ey, you've just been mentally molested There's a ticket that comes with it, that I'm extra interested An extraterrestrial, Canadian an alien Gods Child, demons got the best of me, was failing him Was a time was almost good as Shady, then I faded out Sitting popping Xanax, didn't panic had to wait it out Time flew by, can't believe I even made it out The new me, stepped up to the old me and laid him out