All I hear is false prophets (false prophets)
Vultures disguised as poets (disguised as poets)
Operating with the words of their deceit (words of their deceit)
All I hear is false prophets (false prophets)
Vultures disguised as poets (disguised as poets)
Operating with the words of their deceit (words of their deceit)
[Verse 1]
I just wanna live for all of eternity
They just wanna bring me down to their level
I used to think that life was nothing, not a thing
But now I see the beauty in it, ain't it strange?
My whole perspective changed and all it ever took, a little bit of effort
Boy I still remember all the times that I would sit in silence
Silence of the Lambs, a Son of Sam I am
I said a secret message to the ones that need it
Helpless or the hopeless, not the wealthy, greedy
Greetings, how you doing in that living hell?
The captain of the ship, just call me Ishmael
And shit I’ve been depressed but now it's in remission
Live in different states to keep the demons off me
But the past that follows [?] finally acknowledged it
Take responsibilities, no apologies
My defensive mind state's an anomaly
By the time they play this shit, I’ll be out of it
Think about death, I reflect on it constantly
My pretentious point of view, well it's vicious
I've been the victim and the victimizer
They don't get much wiser, let the kid remind you
Many moons ago I made a smart decision
Picking up the pen and putting down my thoughts
Apart from internal struggles, repressing them lately
I practiced, perfected the craft, it was daily
Astute with the effort, the work last forever
They'll never forget what I did (It's incredible)
Created something that's mines and nobody elses
Starved for this shit all alone , I ain't have no help
I was the one that was pushing the vision
Made sure that the sentence was sick and insensitive
I was the one that was giving my all
I was vulnerable on every one of them records, bitch
I was the one that was making revisions at 3AM when I had work at 6
And now these niggas finally getting off they ass so I’m supposed to support and respect that shit
Man I could give a damn about your well-being ’cause you never gave a fuck about mine
Vultures disguised as poets (disguised as poets)
Operating with the words of their deceit (words of their deceit)
All I hear is false prophets (false prophets)
Vultures disguised as poets (disguised as poets)
Operating with the words of their deceit (words of their deceit)
[Verse 1]
I just wanna live for all of eternity
They just wanna bring me down to their level
I used to think that life was nothing, not a thing
But now I see the beauty in it, ain't it strange?
My whole perspective changed and all it ever took, a little bit of effort
Boy I still remember all the times that I would sit in silence
Silence of the Lambs, a Son of Sam I am
I said a secret message to the ones that need it
Helpless or the hopeless, not the wealthy, greedy
Greetings, how you doing in that living hell?
The captain of the ship, just call me Ishmael
And shit I’ve been depressed but now it's in remission
Live in different states to keep the demons off me
But the past that follows [?] finally acknowledged it
Take responsibilities, no apologies
My defensive mind state's an anomaly
By the time they play this shit, I’ll be out of it
Think about death, I reflect on it constantly
My pretentious point of view, well it's vicious
I've been the victim and the victimizer
They don't get much wiser, let the kid remind you
Many moons ago I made a smart decision
Picking up the pen and putting down my thoughts
Apart from internal struggles, repressing them lately
I practiced, perfected the craft, it was daily
Astute with the effort, the work last forever
They'll never forget what I did (It's incredible)
Created something that's mines and nobody elses
Starved for this shit all alone , I ain't have no help
I was the one that was pushing the vision
Made sure that the sentence was sick and insensitive
I was the one that was giving my all
I was vulnerable on every one of them records, bitch
I was the one that was making revisions at 3AM when I had work at 6
And now these niggas finally getting off they ass so I’m supposed to support and respect that shit
Man I could give a damn about your well-being ’cause you never gave a fuck about mine
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