The Fall Of Earth
(Zay, on the track)
It's not something that can be explained
It's more so a force
It's the beginning and the end
It is abstract
Uh, I am the leviathan
This starts with a violent end
It's clash of the titans then
It's gotta collapse, and I relax, to abstract nine motherfucker when I silence them
(Mute the track) then tune it back, I'm soon to snap, and view you rap humans as
Stupid bastards, actually useless cats, I'm moving past you, soon you'll be doomed to act
(In servitude) I learned the truth is false hope, burn the few that learned it too, then walk home
(Sympathy) for the race of men, I have none, other niggas ain't shit to me
Bits and pieces, shit and a sick debris, is what's left of the rappers who were pissed at me
Never been a paraplegic, amputee defeated, so I guess all that's left is victory
(Damn right) bring heat in the sixth degree, and dare any other nigga to try and bitch at me
I walked in, white shirt, black J's, no heart, and I left that bitch with a crimson tee
This is your worst fear
Let me make my words clear
The walk feels so good, you get blown away, so sweet dreams your heart X'd and that
Beautiful death, that was caused by war, and this intro is just (abstract, nine)
It's not something that can be explained
It's more so a force
It's the beginning and the end
It is abstract
Uh, I am the leviathan
This starts with a violent end
It's clash of the titans then
It's gotta collapse, and I relax, to abstract nine motherfucker when I silence them
(Mute the track) then tune it back, I'm soon to snap, and view you rap humans as
Stupid bastards, actually useless cats, I'm moving past you, soon you'll be doomed to act
(In servitude) I learned the truth is false hope, burn the few that learned it too, then walk home
(Sympathy) for the race of men, I have none, other niggas ain't shit to me
Bits and pieces, shit and a sick debris, is what's left of the rappers who were pissed at me
Never been a paraplegic, amputee defeated, so I guess all that's left is victory
(Damn right) bring heat in the sixth degree, and dare any other nigga to try and bitch at me
I walked in, white shirt, black J's, no heart, and I left that bitch with a crimson tee
This is your worst fear
Let me make my words clear
The walk feels so good, you get blown away, so sweet dreams your heart X'd and that
Beautiful death, that was caused by war, and this intro is just (abstract, nine)
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Joseph
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