Worst Comes to Worst Denzel Curry

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I look for God on the daily
Prayin' that the Reaper don't take me in a land controlled by Hades
I'm feelin' hasty, yet I'm movin' hesitant
The air, the water, rent, the food we eat is filled with pestilence
Accompanied by famine and death, it's no choice
But to stay at home, examine yourself, there's low voices
Gettin' higher as the fire ignites the end of the blunt
Wonderin' am I gon' make it to see the end of the month?
News flash from the office that give me the views I want
But the image that I get is my president bein' a cunt
I think people gonna break fast and won't even make it to lunch
So every line that Curry drop is equivalent to a punch

[Chorus]
'Cause they smacked us in the face with that bullshit
Now I gotta focus on makin' my soul lit
Worst come to worst then I'm hopin' my soul live
Worst come to worst then I'm clutchin' the full clip
If worst come to—