Carry the Casket

I carried a casket
Past this plane of existence
Where the rain is persistent
And there's no such thing as pain or fame in an instant
I became the resistance
The undead promise the aim distance
The shots the games the wisdom
The block the fame the visions
The pain the struggle
The brain disorder flames and rubble
Unshaven stubble
The broken bones I Grazed the knuckles
Under weight you buckle
You afraid to hustle
I remain the humble subtle
My name is trouble
Under my eyes are black
Watching the sky collapse
We may survive perhaps
But really inside
We've already died the masks
The facts the fiction
Relapse past addictions
Recap past afflictions
Trapped in tradition
Dons wont ask to forgive them
Control that's the system
Mission recollection I done bad dirt
U only done a bit of pad work
Seen nuff pain and mad hurt
I walked through hell and came back to earth
Paid my dues u can pay ya debts
I Feel your fear on a razors edge
Like John snow casting his eyes on the night king
Lifting his arms as he raised the dead
You talk like
I can't go here, I can't go there cuz I'm part of a beef
Were different if I had war with a tribe
Catch me in the front garden of the chief
Armed to the teeth-
Triple threat triple sick Trade
Mark of the beast
You likkle kids so far from a G
If u caught me drunk and jumped me with 3
No harm would I see

Yea
I carry the casket
Yea blud

I carry the casket, Dancing
I was the cause of death
Cut off the source of breath
Go through enormous stress
Carry the casket
And its burden weighs me down in all its density
Dark clouds culminate increasing the intensity
Its destiny
We clawed our way till finger nails were snapped and bleeding
When minds were lost we find the plots while cats were sleeping
That's the reason that were demons this aint for the mass appealing
I'm still laughing at these man who think Its just a rap I'm creeping
Through the seasons taking heads and setting levels
Lifting bars Beyond reaches of these devil feeling special
Like I'm chemically advanced
I been medically enhanced
I see the jealousy you enemies will never be the man
Come off the land
Get out the stu
You and ya crew
Man are all carbon copies not new
Man are all jargon probably not true
Talking bout road oh golly gosh boo
We are the way
We are the light
You are the they
You are the lie
Masters 21 caps to the sky
Still create presence after I die
Carry the casket
Yea
I'll carry the casket