Heretic
Something in the belly of the underdog
The way he uses his paws without a monologue
Stacks a catalogue that makes the hawks jealous
Got lost relics, oh look, it's zealot-o'clock
Sell a plot of land with a bell on the belt
If you want, I'll help and give a hand with the settlement
Better than you looking to sediment health or the elements
I don't got the evidence you want just positive sentiments
Experimented with a 'lil marijuana
No I don't got to keep my promises in the melodrama
The God you got 'em operating on is a Farrakhan-er
And odds that I'mma honor all the garbage you harbor
Is going to be a problem
You should look to your karma, give your love to your Father
But my father's a rapist, so why should I listen?
They like "give thanks to God, 'cause it all made you stronger"
And I can't help to ponder to just killing all of them
"God will guide your way
Just have some patience"
I don't trust the faithful
'Cause they all say the same shit
"Jesus had the Grace
to die for your sins"
And let y'all rape kids
But y'all hear
"Heretic, Heretic, Heretic, Heretic"
Something 'bout the bodies that you're walking on
Distended not from their aging, it's an affront to God
That's if the object of your worship's not bleeding
On the Cross feeling holier than those at the trough
Burn your city down to the skeletons
Want to see you all in hell for what you're telling apprentices
I don't see the church as wealthy, got a cell on the premises
Don't know why you're apprehensive of the reverend's sentences
I sent you all my thoughts and my prayers to Gaia
Eyes of all the liars stopping, fixed to the funeral pyre
Hydrogen Peroxide guiding decomposition
Writing like Tobias, y'all the bias of repetition
And wreck the mission
When you're sold down the river, for two ounces of silver
Letting birds at your liver out of blind faith
Going naked in winter, but will never admit it
'Cause you're a hypocrite and know you can't forgive mistakes
"God will guide your way
Just have some patience"
I don't trust the faithful
'Cause they all say the same shit
"Jesus had the Grace
to die for your sins"
And let y'all rape kids
But y'all hear
"Heretic, Heretic, Heretic, Heretic"
The way he uses his paws without a monologue
Stacks a catalogue that makes the hawks jealous
Got lost relics, oh look, it's zealot-o'clock
Sell a plot of land with a bell on the belt
If you want, I'll help and give a hand with the settlement
Better than you looking to sediment health or the elements
I don't got the evidence you want just positive sentiments
Experimented with a 'lil marijuana
No I don't got to keep my promises in the melodrama
The God you got 'em operating on is a Farrakhan-er
And odds that I'mma honor all the garbage you harbor
Is going to be a problem
You should look to your karma, give your love to your Father
But my father's a rapist, so why should I listen?
They like "give thanks to God, 'cause it all made you stronger"
And I can't help to ponder to just killing all of them
"God will guide your way
Just have some patience"
I don't trust the faithful
'Cause they all say the same shit
"Jesus had the Grace
to die for your sins"
And let y'all rape kids
But y'all hear
"Heretic, Heretic, Heretic, Heretic"
Something 'bout the bodies that you're walking on
Distended not from their aging, it's an affront to God
That's if the object of your worship's not bleeding
On the Cross feeling holier than those at the trough
Burn your city down to the skeletons
Want to see you all in hell for what you're telling apprentices
I don't see the church as wealthy, got a cell on the premises
Don't know why you're apprehensive of the reverend's sentences
I sent you all my thoughts and my prayers to Gaia
Eyes of all the liars stopping, fixed to the funeral pyre
Hydrogen Peroxide guiding decomposition
Writing like Tobias, y'all the bias of repetition
And wreck the mission
When you're sold down the river, for two ounces of silver
Letting birds at your liver out of blind faith
Going naked in winter, but will never admit it
'Cause you're a hypocrite and know you can't forgive mistakes
"God will guide your way
Just have some patience"
I don't trust the faithful
'Cause they all say the same shit
"Jesus had the Grace
to die for your sins"
And let y'all rape kids
But y'all hear
"Heretic, Heretic, Heretic, Heretic"
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Writer(s): Parker Bornstein
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