Lyrics
Slam my foot on the gas, rut my dog into the exhaust
Blood on the mirror, who's real gets lost
Came from the crawlspace, hand full of moss
Tongue like a serpent, breath like frost
Clocks don't tick where the sun don't rise
They buried the light in suburban lies
Hoodie up, rosary tight like wire
I don't preach peace, I preach fire
Raised in the mud, baptised in the static
Sleepwalk the city like a cult fanatic
Eyelids stitched with a prayer and panic
Every beat I spit feel necromantic
You ever see a preacher sweat in gold
Talk 'bout pain, but he never been cold
Never broke bread with a flamebearer soul
Who dance in the dark with their past on hold
Yeah, I met gods in the corners of bodegas
Demons in Timbs, and angels with razors
I don't take sides, I flip both tables
Speak in tongues over midnight fables
Carry the flame
Don't say my name
Marked in blood
Ain't shit changed
Hoods up, ride low
Speak truth in code
We was born in ash
Now we glow, now we glow
Crooked teeth smile with a curse in my throat
I ain't holy, but I ain't no ghost
Breath still steam in a war-torn coat
March through hell in a chain link moat
Every day's judgement, every word's trial
I was born with a torch and a crooked smile
The choir don't sing, just hum that bile
And the streets still bleed like a holy child
No rest for the marked, no sleep for the lost
I paid every price, still carry the cost
I gave up peace for the purpose I crossed
Told the devil he could keep what the church forgot
This ain't rap, it's a sermon in rot
Where the psalms are scrawled in parking lots
Where the saints got guns and the kids got shot
But the flame still spreads, like it or not
I spit for the ones who been quiet too long
For the tired, the twisted, the barely-hold-on