Last Son

Pheeny and His Inner Demons


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Feeling this envy
Don't even tempt me
Don't even tempt me
Mom and pops left me
Maybe that's why I'm so empty
Why I'm so empty
I don't hit reply even though you keep texting
Why you keep texting
I'm outta my mind with these raps I'm confessing this mask is a blessing
For you not for me cause my shell is ugly
From when god did the testing
I'm guessing
I'm guessing he thought that I'd learn a lesson
I'm stressing cause I ain't learn nothing pathetic
Poetic this slaughter
Prophetic my father
Got out while he could
Shoulda drown me in water
A demon a sadist decaying and rotten
I'm praying to satan I'm gone and forgotten
I'm gone and forgotten
But I'm resurrecting
I know your expecting
The usual shit but I'm different I'm flexin
Yeah yeah yeah I'm just flexin
My weapon deceptive in size
Cause my voice I'm projectin
No choice cause this noise is infecting
Yeah this noise is infecting
And I can't stop
Confessing to heaven
I don't need no friends
In my head I have seven
They'll ride till the end
Till the very last second
Then come back to life scare the shit out the reverend

He causes all
Both small and great
Both rich and poor
Both free and slave to receive a mark on their right hand
The fall of man
Right from the start
You don't understand
Out from the dark
I'm his right hand
The last son of sam

Protecting myself
By way of deflection
By way of deflection
Wet willy your wife but no ear or objection
No she's not objecting
Cunanan with cannons
Collecting these napkins
With rhymes written on them for rappin
It was written that one day
That I'd be the captain
Yeah I'll make it happen
Determine my worth
By how many are clapping
How many are clapping
Been vermin since birth
So I gotta get cracking
Yeah I gotta get cracking
I'm asking for god to spare me from shame
I'm out on the corner begging for change
I'm not talking bout money
This shit isn't funny
Complain 'bout the pain
And a nose thats all runny
I'm running from dummy's that think that I'll always be nothing
But wait let me say something
You're all in danger
You woke my anger
And Pheeny a strangler of strangers
A sick fucker
Chugging along like a muffler
No chef Pheeny ain't not no buster
With all the hate I could muster
I shit in your mustard
And bust in your butter
This plane of existence in this very instance is draining until all that's remaining is nothing but lyrics
I'm hoping you hear it
Gave into the demons
And gave up my spirit

He causes all
Both small and great
Both rich and poor
Both free and slave to receive a mark on their right hand
The fall of man
Right from the start
You don't understand
Out from the dark
I'm his right hand
The last son of sam

Using rap like a shovel to dig myself outta this rubble
Dig myself out of this rubble
All of this shit that I juggle too much and I fumble
Juggle too much and I fumble
I trip on my feet
Loose my way and I stumble
Gods way of sayin stay humble
I'm burning to ashes
He watch as I crumble
When he burst your bubble
You really in trouble
Yeah yeah you really in trouble
I'm out of control since I sold my soul
God and satan sat back and they watched it unfold
Yeah they watched it unfold
My life force is waning
And I tried abstaining
But back to the source I'm no good at restraining
This blood splatter staining my own private painting
I'm feigning to keep what's remaining from draining
I'm talking to mirrors
These voices are clearer
Yeah these voices got clearer
No farther or nearer
No fear I can hear her
Yeah swear to God I can hear her
Death in my ear
I'm confessing my fears
These tears that I'm crying
Now I'm back to hiding
I'm dying inside
Got the heart of a lion
These sins I'm confiding
Nah f*ck it I'm lying
Hidden agendas
Dodging dilemmas
Do you like Gemma
Brine you then carve your for dinner
This is the life of a sinner
I'm sorry that your not a winner

He causes all
Both small and great
Both rich and poor
Both free and slave to receive a mark on their right hand
The fall of man
Right from the start
You don't understand
Out from the dark
I'm his right hand
The last son of sam

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Written by: Andrew Carter

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