Anything Good From Nazareth? Lyrics

As I stand before my father, Jason

he's hella flawed, and sites he was chasing, weren't, benidorm

Couldn't see things the same, I had a bad rapport (report)

Early school days, I was open book, didn't read remorse

I pray to Lord, praying more

Pray for my father, as I pray to my Father, who art in heaven

And, arts so hellish, I pondered that, comedians bathe in laughter

Flame out on stage, then he just blazes after

Got his jury in a row

As flaming archers

What's the difference, between, me, who's been a laughing stock

And my pops, when will his, laughing stop?

He suffers, and maybe I suffer, crowd dont care if he rights his wrongs

As soon as he left, did he get righted off?

His rights so wrong, never anticipated, mummy would tell the story, and I write this song

Or that son would become everything, or nothing, that they expected of

I'm staring at my mirror, laughing back, he's dark, could you figure?

I wonder do they see the cracks, in smiles or my snicker

Or do they see me as a man, or pretend they don't see me as a nigga, quicker

I thought I was negus, african king

Aint painted with that brush, when they see-us

I aint above God, but right now would be my zenith

Or do I know not, of how to be like my Jesus

Father, you don't understand, that I hate myself

Love my brother, but he represents all of the pain I've felt

Wedlock, should I dive into it?, let's not

The typa shit, puts scars on my head like I'm Lescott

father, you left, then our Father granted me a father

Step Dad, best man, and football was our barter

I don't remember that experience, with my dad, in innocence, so in this sense

What this new man, did represent, was everything, I forgot

So I acted like my had father never left

(Knock Knock)

Until I heard those knocks again

My first father wasn't abusive, but my second father, sadly could not pretend

Bang-a-bang, batarang

Dark in the night, he'd come back again

You ain't seen your mum silent cry

Where was my father then?

But, couple years and

The house was like a hell hole

And I think my weight was raining down

I think I dropped a hell(hail) stone

Calling aunties, save me now

Mumzy hiding it, got fam thinking, where the fuck did hell go?

Uno the black mum shi, when they'd rather act strong, but accept help?

No

Marger man

But when mumzy changed the locks, I got weight on my chest

I was gonna kill my second dad, and maul him to death

I gotta stop describing the meticulous ways, I could cause him distress

And my exes wonder why I didn't let them know the thoughts in my head

Mumzy started over, with me and my sis, step dad tried a lil spell

But our Father protected my miss, no weapon, is harming her kids

But I got a weapon, so it's calm if he slips

My cousin calm with the cling

Eugh

I could never be a trap fiend, but I got the cats in the trap, in the web

Tricking girls like Anansi

High school, I really messed around fancy, had all these tings thinking

I would make them my fiancee

Then, Heartbroken, Heart choking, next girl had to suffer

And online, I'm joking, the rest too deep to uncover

I was too deep as a lover, too harsh, I'd march, to embarrass her, and

Then move to another, that's not keeping your brother

I hear her laughing when my eyes shut, its building like an ISA

I need to take a trip, get a firearm,

Put it to my head, ima ice-ha

Death is calling like a lyca, if my friend is calling, he probably want me dead

Coz them boys still alive, rah

My bredrin died, Father I'm swimming in a deathstroke

Larga, downing all the drinks from the Tescos, And yea

'E tallies all the nutty thoughts I have, in a pesto

And all I feel is blue and see red, like Im pedro

Father, I'm praying for the sin in me

Our Father, who art in heaven, whom, noone's like, f a simile

I dream of vanquishing all the man, that gave this agony

And, I dont care, coz, for what they did to my family, and friends

I feel apathy

I'm not the victim, I deserve this

Revenge won't take the pain away

But taking them from the earth is

A part of my rebirth kiss

Of death, Father take me from this earth quick

Remove me from the garden, As I listened to the serpent

My own friends hate me for distancing

I'm working hard, working darg, to break this curse, I'm militant

But my bredrins, I'm missing em, its a shame, that all they think when thinking of me

Is malevolent synonyms

"nat you weren't there when I coughed, could've croaked, covid challenged like, cinammon"

I wanted to kill myself and they'd rather me just be there to watch

As the ends it's killing them (the ends is killing them)

What a sad little life, and if I said I hated you for hating me

That's a sad little lie, there's sag in my eyes

These eyebags carry baggage from the lonely of nights

I'm in the London, where the stars, stand underneath, the lowly of lights

I'm scared to go out with my friends

Last time I was close with someone

They die, they're sad, they're depressed

And

You think it's not my fault that I have these thoughts in my head

Like I'm the one who kills them

I'm the reason why they're dead

And my family are troubled

I dont call them either, coz I'm awkward, and muffled

But who am I to call, when I'm desperate, and struggle, so now

I'm cautious, and troubled

There's no light, at the end, my vision in tunnel

Love ain't enough to keep the woman you love

The woman that I loved said she didn't feel loved

It Messed with me, and when my new girl misses me, I'm scared to indulge

My fight or flight

I'm doing both, at the thought of my misery

Cyclical pain, its a cynical game

I'm hoping that she loves me, giving it my all

Because if I give nothing, I'd rather die than say

I was the benefactor, to my trickery

I'm fighting for my inner child

I'm flying, for the inner me

Mumzy, got grey hairs

She begging me to stay here

I can't walk around the block or Betts park

My bets past

I can't roll the dice that I may-fair

Thinking of Michael, and his head, that was laid bare

Think of it in the morning, got home and sat in the middle of the room

And I laid there

I wanna cry

My eyes hungry got an appetite

Apple of my eye, in my eye, eat myself away in the reflection

My bones thin like malachite, I mean calamite

Lord I call on might, sat at night, ballied up waiting for the yutes to walk on by

I saw the tents and the blood stains

And the whites think our lives waste

I guess that makes sense with our blood washed in the sewage, as the blood rains

We coming from our Father, return to the earth

I WAS PRAYING THAT MY GOD CAME

Or I'll force myself up to Him

This knife will make me mundane

My primary school friend, killed my other friend

And he's riding a bird

I hate the system, but hate him more

He's hated me first

If i could, I'd break the bars, and break him in thirds

Give a piece of him to suffer hard, to my dead friend's sister, brother, mum

From the trauma he's burned

Wave's cousin might be a culprit, I've had to forgive or I'll go mad

What kinda fucking friend, doesn't ride back?

Doesn't kill the yutes when you know man?

What kinda fuckingggggg wimp

Doesn't crash it in a fucking whip

Ask your cuzzy for a fucking stick

Do it like a bad b and blow man

I'm praying to God

Coz satan's on my back and he wants vicarious reinforcement

All these christmases go by, and

All these winters reinforce this

That we're all gonna die, and my life is not important

Blacks dying they say it's us, system corrupt

Racism don't exist, next day they saying that you terror-us

Colly micro-aggression, and I faced with my heart warm

Educating, all the racists,

Became one of the good ones, the last born

They tried to take my spot, mask at school

Home, I'll take it off

Ex spreading rumours, my knees hurt, and yet I still pray to God

If I dont forgive these fools, then I'm giving up

Ima just go and kill all the yutes, that are killing us

THAT KILLED MY BLOOD

KILLED MY FUCKING FRIEND

MAN I HATE I KNOW THE YUTE, IF I WAS YOUNGER

I WOULDVE DONE 'EM UP

RUTUTUT, DID I STUTTER?

NAH, THE THINGY DOES, FIST ME UP?

I WANNA DIE ANYWAYS, JUST KILL ME CUZ

Omnibenevolent, Lord

Kill me, with your kindness

Bane of my existence, and the darkness is so blinding

And all the fire, will take me, primed for its dining

Two minds, two lives, this is what miley meant

With the circles, and the climbing.

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I love my guy, so the scars in my heart I had to rest it

My life is like a movie, but it don't show like on Netflix

Even though dalmatians, darg

The dots could be connecting

I still don't wish the pain I felt on someone i connect with

I see my dead guy at night, and I hate myself

I said the ends kill, brudda

I've been to the end as well

If ends real, in Heaven the Angels gotta raise some hell

Ornaments

I need like t(h)ree, so a nigga can dish some bells

I ran back to the seaside, peering at my situation

I was mothered in nature

I return to my rightful destination

God's a gift at present

You fall, to get elevation

I signed my resignation, they notice I'm too week

Tyra clocked, so the streams handed me to the bank

Till the pain is vacant

Knock me for my iniquity

Knock me for not letting go

Knock me for this imagery

Knock me for the girls who's time I wasted

Knock me for the hearts I used trickery

Knock me for the times I forget sense and instead, artillery

Knock me down with your gavel, fly me away

I don't deserve the acrimony, deserve all the shame

I don't deserve your kindness, only

Deserve to be slain

By my own thoughts, Paper thin

I could fold into cranes

These girls could line me up

Why do You still choose me?

I hand myself in, on our Father, on ultralight beams

You love

Not just ultra-like me

Restore me from the cancer, the ultravi-le

Our Father

A better Father

Than my father

Or my second father

Where I'd rather be a martyr

You keep me alive

And make Favour my partner, at times

When I really need a plaster, you come back around

And kill me with kindness

You dont kill me

With karma

Anything good from Nazareth?

This tightropes on a standstill

Nathaniel

Ima only die once, once I forgive, and live

As a real man will

I can't die by my design

I hope I die with my hands filled

Come and see

With the blessings of the King

Not strapped to an anvil-