Death Messiah

Death Messiah - Jedi Mind Tricks

Did protons and electrons create the earth

Or did Allah meditate and create it's birth

Is everyday in this place a curse

Or should I pray on my knees and ebrace it's dirt

Yeah

I don't know if there's a reason I'm here

I feel the only thing that's driving me is reason and fear

Yeah

And seeing death to me conceiveably near

So I don't give a f**k what you think bout me reachin from fear

Damn

I don't worry anymore about what my friends do

I have a more urgent matter to attend to

Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish

That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas

I'm not smart enough to think I have a aresolution

I'll never be a man with meteokre constitution

My father told me that blood and power intoxicate

And that tearity is a product of his fathers hate

I'm recognized of giving the sins of the father

And recognized what's built and what stems from the author

Understand man is not a machine

He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being

Either way I'm going to stick with my fam

Regardless of my sick dream of a ridiculous man

And I'm becoming more indifferent every day

As soon as I lean all the questions have faded away

Some of the things I said I hated to say

But blame yourself mother f**ker you made it this way

I don't think I would even if I was able to stay

I don't think you could I would sit to the angles and pray

But everybody's got to deal with thyself

If they cut another throat for them material welts

If it's a problem are you man enough to deal with the help

Or are you destin for the darkness of concealing yourself

Yeah

I'm trying to deal with the thirty years I spent in prison

Not the physical because of accidentalism

I've backed myself into a previous lead deposition

When all I ever had to do is just repent and listen

Why can't everybody leave me alone

I'm the only one who'd really need to see that I've grown

You ain't smart enough to see what I know

I'd like to stab myself and let me f**kin bleed til I go

But I'm too scared what would happen on the other side

Trying to fight the good fight how many of us died

I don't know if I trust the people that hang with me

Is it god or is it the big bang theory

I know some really good people and they slang near me

But I don't think that comically they should hang really

At thirty years old I don't have base yet

And I ain't got out of the belly of the beast yet