What's reverent
Irrelevant
Niggas care bout the tea
More than venom brewing degenerates
Move on quicker than settlements
Peep that public perception
Just changing up like elements
Way past needing a reverend
Cleansing would be inevitable
Bullshit's been let in
Who cleans up the pasture
Nah where's the pastor
God take my hand
Forgive my previous rhetoric
Lord don't get me crossed
But leave the priests
To the hell of it
Leaves the kids to be celibate
I imagine a world
Where they grow up
And they can settle it
One to the head
Now the father
Can't touch another son
Innocence sees other moons
Rapture is it coming soon
Will it come for them
Or will come for you
F*ck what comforts you
Get uncomfortable
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause
Fake never hear us
Posting a quote
Don't make you a healer
A gun in your hand
Doesn't mean you a killer
It's 2024 same layers
If you peel em
F*ck Gen Z
There's still genocide
There's bread on it
They let it ride
Can't blame youth
And omit the truth
Ain't no one under twenty five
That's going to war
Or dropping nukes
So well
Here's option two
Choose leaders young in touch
Really invested
Yeah yeah
The clarity of depravity
Is crystal
No fallacy
We bring it down
Gravity
We shooting up
No casualty
I'm casually
Painting pics
You may not wanna miss
Some would die for the views
Wouldn't die for their views
Everything just clicks
The irony's not missed
A lot of them got drip
But can't fit in their skin
They say drop a pin
Then dropping six feet in
When it all comes to a head
And when it's all done and said
And the reaper needs his bread
And you breathe less
Than ya bled
Will you take it on the chin
Will you shed tears instead
How you define your worth
Through the net or your goals
F*ck the price of your purse
What's the price on your soul
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
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What's reverent
Irrelevant
Niggas care bout the tea
More than venom brewing degenerates
Move on quicker than settlements
Peep that public perception
Just changing up like elements
Way past needing a reverend
Cleansing would be inevitable
Bullshit's been let in
Who cleans up the pasture
Nah where's the pastor
God take my hand
Forgive my previous rhetoric
Lord don't get me crossed
But leave the priests
To the hell of it
Leaves the kids to be celibate
I imagine a world
Where they grow up
And they can settle it
One to the head
Now the father
Can't touch another son
Innocence sees other moons
Rapture is it coming soon
Will it come for them
Or will come for you
F*ck what comforts you
Get uncomfortable
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause
Fake never hear us
Posting a quote
Don't make you a healer
A gun in your hand
Doesn't mean you a killer
It's 2024 same layers
If you peel em
F*ck Gen Z
There's still genocide
There's bread on it
They let it ride
Can't blame youth
And omit the truth
Ain't no one under twenty five
That's going to war
Or dropping nukes
So well
Here's option two
Choose leaders young in touch
Really invested
Yeah yeah
The clarity of depravity
Is crystal
No fallacy
We bring it down
Gravity
We shooting up
No casualty
I'm casually
Painting pics
You may not wanna miss
Some would die for the views
Wouldn't die for their views
Everything just clicks
The irony's not missed
A lot of them got drip
But can't fit in their skin
They say drop a pin
Then dropping six feet in
When it all comes to a head
And when it's all done and said
And the reaper needs his bread
And you breathe less
Than ya bled
Will you take it on the chin
Will you shed tears instead
How you define your worth
Through the net or your goals
F*ck the price of your purse
What's the price on your soul
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Irrelevant
Niggas care bout the tea
More than venom brewing degenerates
Move on quicker than settlements
Peep that public perception
Just changing up like elements
Way past needing a reverend
Cleansing would be inevitable
Bullshit's been let in
Who cleans up the pasture
Nah where's the pastor
God take my hand
Forgive my previous rhetoric
Lord don't get me crossed
But leave the priests
To the hell of it
Leaves the kids to be celibate
I imagine a world
Where they grow up
And they can settle it
One to the head
Now the father
Can't touch another son
Innocence sees other moons
Rapture is it coming soon
Will it come for them
Or will come for you
F*ck what comforts you
Get uncomfortable
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause
Fake never hear us
Posting a quote
Don't make you a healer
A gun in your hand
Doesn't mean you a killer
It's 2024 same layers
If you peel em
F*ck Gen Z
There's still genocide
There's bread on it
They let it ride
Can't blame youth
And omit the truth
Ain't no one under twenty five
That's going to war
Or dropping nukes
So well
Here's option two
Choose leaders young in touch
Really invested
Yeah yeah
The clarity of depravity
Is crystal
No fallacy
We bring it down
Gravity
We shooting up
No casualty
I'm casually
Painting pics
You may not wanna miss
Some would die for the views
Wouldn't die for their views
Everything just clicks
The irony's not missed
A lot of them got drip
But can't fit in their skin
They say drop a pin
Then dropping six feet in
When it all comes to a head
And when it's all done and said
And the reaper needs his bread
And you breathe less
Than ya bled
Will you take it on the chin
Will you shed tears instead
How you define your worth
Through the net or your goals
F*ck the price of your purse
What's the price on your soul
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Shout to the real
Cause the fake never hear us
Look yourself in the mirror
Okay clearer
What's on your mind
When death creeps nearer
Funny that your first regret
Makes you tear up
Writer: Laurence Ekperigin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid