Behind the Silver Curtain

Lyrics

[Produced by ChetaMeister] [Intro] Whoa, whoa, whoa I don't see my reflection in the mirror I see the real image getting clearer I'm stuck and I'm waiting for a cure [Hook] I don't control my fate I only scold thy hate I look into the mirror It only shows my wake Behind the Silver Curtain I see the pilfer's lurkin' They control my fate I'm gonna die for certain [Verse 1: Almighty U-Sorcerer] Dead man walking, for certain I was lost, I been searching I was gone, I've resurfaced There's a problem emerging I'm not an obvious person I feel God isn't working He got his head in the clouds The penitentiary house That's where I'm staying for a while Rambo Young, I was jailed with a smile My brother died, I'm expressing emotions I been hurt but I never been broken I was only selling drugs, that's some petty offenses My lil brother's funeral, they wouldn't let me attend it Fuck a prison, I'mma need a mental institution No solution for this madness, this sadness an execution [Hook] [Verse 2: gamemast15r] Oh shit, is this fate? A million motherfuckers wanna spread the hate Behind every translation there's a man with flaws A puppet master, looking to the grace of god "Looking at you, shivering, shaking it down Trembling in fear, paranoid, pacing around Is this the life that you want? The life that you live? What about your mother and the life that she give You want to spoil the fruit taken off of the tree Judging my judgment like it's so awful of me I don't understand you, I don't like the way that you think" Turn water into wine, that's the way you drink? I'd rather turn into a drunk than face the facts Erase this track, maybe turn back to the days of past And then maybe I wouldn't have to hate your ass I'm a flawed man, no shit I've noticed Ever since Bill Clinton became the POTUS Everyone tells me "Find the grace of god And maybe you can go and face the odds" I've been doing that for the past nineteen years I got no answer But a million motherfuckers kill each other every year Many more die from cancer And when I wanted to put a bullet in my head? Raise life from myself like a necromancer I don't need nobody in this Come back like Jason Voorhees cause it ain't nobodies business I don't want some god to judge me, bitches Goddamn [Hook] [Verse 3: VinylZombie_MCR] Behind the Silver Curtain Lies an immortal man No cares about hurtin' With an Immoral plan Pulling Strings Mafia Mink Nothing is Real Not as you think Life is too short Not to watch your back Cause you could die Of a fatal attack [Outro: VinylZombie_MCR] Controlla, everyone looking to control us Split down the middle, looking in like Moses Think before you do, don't just look upon the surface Because behind every wealthy man there's always a silver curtain