Coup de grâce ft. Downtime Lyrics

I hate talking 'bout the self-deprecation

Suffer from sleep deprivation

Shit is crazy, crazy, crazy

The lands I imagine are always spacious

Try to be grateful and oh so gracious

I've been begging for the coup de grâces

I'll never be full until I take the gravy

I need the number one numeration

Lack of compassion gonna doom the nation

Politician bullies got my anger blazing

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it

My life for the greater good I'd trade it

The ultimate price I'd gladly pay it

I think y'all need some clarification

I'm not a pawn I don't work for Satan

That's just the name that I give my hatred

I don't look in the mirror 'cause I know I hate him

I still want to choke every time I say it

I always get up stronger got the heart of a Saiyan

I want to tell my folks that I made it

Give them a beach and a house in Jamaica

I hate the game, but I'll still be the player

Prayers are muffled by the grayest of clouds

I'll always work towards the greatest of sounds

Exhausted by making sure everyone's proud

Emotional grievances under the shroud

Lies and deception how y'all get around

I looked for answers inside of this town

Fire and brimstone was all that I found

It's not surprising no more anyhow

Until I get an answer I'll keep moving south

Taking the tongues out my enemies' mouths

Along the way