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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