Sarcophagus

Lyrics

[Chorus] (x2) Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall Social media is bullshit, as I call it They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone Deceased [Verse 1] People are showing their love in reverse 'Cause they more optimal whеn you're no longer the opposition Whеn you're covered in earth And from the body and spirit dispersed Fully departed, many influential we called artists Making music, being taken for granted Disregarted, underrated, overlooked because you're worth eyes only when life passes This prominent, popular, sizzle concoction of gullible followers Some of us never wanted to be popular Just to be low-key and fucking anonymous Falser than comets or rockets in [?] Taking astronomers, breaking astrologists The archaeologist, the wooden scholarship for the dark chocolates in the sarcophagus Harmonious gossipers it be fake like [?] Saying your name then claiming "RIP" Faking a travesty of tragedy Actually, they only went and gave acceptance when You long dead cause you ain't a threat to them Hated from start like a western bartenders They gave you the flowers but when you can't smell them [Bridge] In the wind breeze MC's swimming deep in my slipstream It's not a surprise, get recognition in parts when you die But not when alive, just self prophesized Immortalized in the force of a shrine Cause they forgot to acknowledge the vine They pay homage by doctrinal foolish online through the night, it's why: [Chorus] (x2) Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall Social media is bullshit, as I call it They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone Deceased [Verse 2] Is when you're getting, respects and credit Back complimenting, how condescending To some offensive and still effective Like it was Brexit, highlights and merits Prolific penance, kind of eccentric Blending red lights on, lions to ferrets Writing on relics, write on murals Crying on funerals, extra depressive Getting obsessive over sentiment Reminiscing like an old elephant Memory for the present messengers Came you forever in remembrance Carriers, carriages, crashing for barriers Carrying passengers up the bandwagon And that's when you're travelling back to the black abyss Keeping the mummy that's wrapped up in bandages And still a maverick According to rappers sub-ordinance Act like tutorial Back on the fall like a scarab or scorpion Acting in all of you at your memorial No soul or speeches are read in an eulogy Very unusual, weeping untruthfully When your existence has ran its full course, then you'll be truthfully free of their scrutiny [Bridge] In the wind breeze MC's swimming deep in my slipstream It's not a surprise, get recognition in parts when you die But not when alive, just self prophesized Immortalized in the force of a shrine Cause they forgot to acknowledge the vine They pay homage by doctrinal foolish online through the night, it's why: [Chorus] (x2) Everybody is always claiming how they love a rapper Once they're dead, they're gonna bury down the dirt and rubble Put their body in a coffin, family are sobbing There won't be another [?] on the murals, on the wall Social media is bullshit, as I call it They don't give the recognition 'til you're dead and gone Deceased