God is Dead - Sinizter

«Wither is god he cried…

I shall tell you…

We, have killed him…

You and I…»

Life is a meaningless nightmare

Under yo bed I be right here

Runnin' my fade I don’t fight fair, been with the shit’s no emotion I don’t care

Nihilistic point of view but I ain’t no Neitzche

Smith & Wesson in my pocket when I meet ya

Better on my own that’s why I ain’t got no features

Subliminal verse when I’m talkin' my shit that’s my mystique, yuh

Shoot for the face and I bury him

Under the floor won’t remember him

Fuck on his bitch and I married her, fuck it i’m jokin' i’m fuckin' and leavin'

her

Draco on my hip i’m lookin' like a Soviet

Might be kinda violent guess that’s what the Army did

See that Gucci on my feet you know i’m livin' it

Choppa gon' lay down the scunion they runnin' and yellin' «holy shit!»

Ima…

Talk…

My…

Shit…

You just…

Jealous…

You a…

Bitch…

Life is a meaningless nightmare

Under yo bed I be right here

Runnin' my fade I don’t fight fair, been with the shit’s no emotion I don’t care

Nihilistic point of view but I ain’t no Neitzche

Smith & Wesson in my pocket when I meet ya

Better on my own that’s why I ain’t got no features

Subliminal verse when I’m talkin' my shit that’s my mystique, yuh