Blasphemy Lyrics

This is my introduction.

Imma start it off by saying something

That might come off as insane

This world's got a problem

And I think it's a lack of a brain

Tell me why kids want to be so rude

And they insult people over keyboards, and still joke about Jews

It's lewd and it's motherfucking crude

I'm telling you because they get all sexual and think it's cool to thrust out their genitals

When it's inevitable they will never be anything more than a downright embarrassing spectacle

Calling people incels, scrubs, losers, and faggots

Coming from the mouth of maggots calling people out for being of status that sets them far above the rest

But it doesn't matter when everybody thinks that they're the best

So, let's break it down for those in the back

The attack of a black storm cloud is in fact

The best thing you kids these days lack

You can cry all you want, but you should go back to the amniotic sac

Pay attention, motherfucker

Here's the hook

Because it's time

To put this country back in contention

Don't worry about the way

That everybody says that goodness has gone astray

Cause at the end of the day, the game we all play isn't cheatable

It's feasible that it's okay being gay

But, shit, what do I even know

I know the value of money, silver, integrity, and gold

Has dropped into hell below

Below the bar that we have set so low

This world's in need of a villain that God has sent to be shown

I say, you say

It's okay, right

Don't worry about a single thing anyway

Because at the end of the day, we're all gonna die

Right

Wrong

This life is just the second stage of the way we live in this universe, and this verse is proof that Gucci music, and Five hundred dollar purses need a sadistic brain surgeon to sever their organs

Kill it

Seal it in the ground

Measure 6 feet, and then stomp all around

Even then, they'll still be trying to make you frown and put you down

Eh-eh

Even then, they'll still be trying to make you frown and put you down

I'm the king of seeing the shit that you are

Don't worry, I'm about to break it down in bars

I'm the king of seeing the shit that you are

Kill it

Sealing it in the ground six feet down

Even then, they'll still be trying to make you frown and put you down

I'm about to break it down in bars from Mars

Don't worry about the way

That everybody says that goodness has gone astray

Cause at the end of the day, the game we all play isn't cheatable

It's feasible that it's okay being gay

But, shit, what do I even know

I know the value of money, silver, integrity, and gold

Has dropped into hell below

Below the bar that we have set so low

This world's in need of a villain that God has sent to be shown

So, hey, look my way, I'm the one that'll get you through

The one and only Lebowski that's about the normal dudes

Who are almost killing themselves simply just to provide for their family and me and you too

So, hey, I'm the man that's devised a plan

To reap the grim reaper who is the damn epitome of what I've been saying

So, one more time, for even those in the front

Let's make another verse just outta fun

You said this

I said that this isn't just a rap, it's a plan to attack the lack of tact that runs down the back

Of the slap mouth bitches that really aren't anything but whack, like a fucking hacky sack

And I've been through the worst of the worst

And the best of the best

And I've had people figuratively stab me in the chest

Yet, my heart's still beating to this beat

That's an achievement and a feat

All you phony motherfuckers just got put in your seat

So, bye, bye

Remember this guy, guy

That you don't fly by

And remember you're not sly, sly

And I'm onto you, and I'll put you through

The hell real fighters go through

Then we'll see who the real villains are

When the time comes to raise the bar

So, consider this formal death for you

It's no longer a mother-clucking show for you

The credits are rolling, next up is something new

You're not the one who deserves the crown, so get the fuck out